Actually not really. Moving this furniture was actually sort of a pain. Especially because I was doing it by myself and totally on a whim. But I'm stubborn so I refused to give up.
Although I actually started moving furniture unexpectedly, I had been thinking about it for a while. I wasn't loving my bedroom. I loved the colors and linens and all of the pieces I have in the room, but they were just weren't fitting right. It was feeling too bulky next to my bed and my desk felt too pushed into a corner. When I was working, I felt like I was in trouble or had been banished from the rest of the apartment. Perhaps most importantly, it was so frustrating to have to walk all the way around my bed to get to my wardrobe. It didn't make any sense. So I started brainstorming how I could improve the lay out.