Why I'm not writing a long post...
I have no chair.
Yesterday in a fit of neat freakishness, I started cleaning the floor in front of my closet. Then today, I continued. I started cleaning the floor of my closet. Then I emptied my closet.
Onto my chair.
And my bed.
And the floor I was originally cleaning, plus under and around my computer desk. So even if I had an uncluttered chair, I would still be kneeling in front of my desk with a sewing basket jammed against my thigh.