That’s what I need, a shoehorn! Because, see all this??

I have to fold, spindle and mutilate it until it all fits in here, minus the stuff on the top of that cart, what has already been moved, if you can call putting on top of that already horrendously large pile “moved”.

So, yeah. Got a shoehorn?

But it’s gonna be screamin’ fine to sit on that loveseat there and stitch, don’t you think?