Well, that didn't go as planned.

The day didn't start too badly, but come about 12:30 I suddenly started shivering and feeling really crappy. I'm not quite sure what was going on there, I started to feel better after eating some biscuits, so might just have been low blood sugar, but it's eight hours later and I'm still feeling somewhat off. 

Once I started feeling better non-shivery I decided to go ahead with my plan to cut my hair, but that meant finding the appropriate sized guard for my trimmer, which should have been on my bedside chest of drawers, but wasn't.

"It's probably slid down the back of the drawers," I decided.

On the positive side of things I've finally tidied up all the crap down that side of the bed. And sorted out all the wiring for the things that live there.

On the negative, trying to move the drawers resulted in the castors on the far back corner snapping off (it's a repurposed part of a computer desk). Which meant moving the bed out of the way so I could get the space to lay the drawers on their side to try and fix it. Which was the point two more sets of wheels snapped off. *headdesk*

I eventually managed to get the chest of drawers on its side, and at that point gave up on putting the wheels back in place and took the one remaining set off.

By the time I got the chest upright again and back in the corner, my legs were screaming at all the crouching in small awkward places and I had to go lie down for a couple of hours. On the plus side I was right by the bed. On the negative, I was trapped behind it by two sets of drawers and the headboard.

And then I went into the bathroom and immediately found the trimmer guard.

*Le sigh*