Studio struggles

M still wants to move, I can't even begin to think about the massive project this would be, to get everything down 5 flights of stairs, do a move-out clean up, get to a new place, set up everything... I need a valium just thinking about it. So the only way I can think of to keep the peace is me to move under the bed. Right I keep underwear and pjs in two low profile containers under the bed, which freed up a lot of room for me. I also keep a lot of arts 'n craft stuff in boxes under the sofa. If I were willing to invest like another $100 in those containers (why those stupid plastic box so fucking expensive?) I could create the illusion of space...