We took off the stumpy little legs on the old chair to make it fit through the hallway. Didn't even bother to put them back on. With the bottom of the chair sitting on the floor, there is less chance of Max popping springs through the bottom. He already popped one!
And since we changed his room, and he is autistic, and prime autistic rule #6 is ALL CHANGE IS BAD, Max did not sleep. He kept getting up and was bouncing off the walls. He had also been sleeping on a matress on the floor but it was trashed. So we took the bed out of his brother's room and put that in his room. It WAS on risers. At 1:00 am I hear * THUD * followed by a loud scream. Max had somehow knocked the bed off the risers. These risers fit so snug in to the posts i have no clue how he managed that.
I just took all the risers off, gave Max a sleeping pill, grabbed a blanket and camped on the couch. Took him another 2-3 hours to finally pass out. I caught up on my episodes of Robot Chicken

. And of course I already told a gf I would pick her up and go to the farmers market this morning. I will try to get in a power nap before I go get abi and drive up to see Matt and CJ to get ducks.
It's going to be a busy day. I had hoped to get caught up on laundry, but that might not happen. Arg!