Roll It Over

I live in a small space with too much stuff. My son will attest to that, Mr. Minimalist Incarnate. This leads to creative uses for some of the stuff because there's not enough storage space for more than a mouse's valise (valises are grander and take up more room than a regular old suitcase fyi). We all know the storage box disguised by seasonal themed fabric to look like a nice little side table or whatever. But I've finally found the solution to the storage of my pesky foam back roller. It's about a yard long and 5 inches in diameter and just gets in my bloody way. It's white so I don't always notice it that much, but it's THERE like a nagging physical therapist's stand-in. Well to tell the truth, I just haven't been bothered to do my Shoulder and Back exercises. I know. It serves me right if my neck goes wonky and I can't turn to my blindspot while driving and sideswipe someone's brand new Prius and my insurance premiums to into orbit. It's a risk I'm willing to take, apparently. Anyhow, my back and neck behave very nicely thankyou if I just take them out for a nice little walkie every day. My virtual doggie walk you might say. So the roller is there and I'm not using it and it got stuck next to the armchair where I like to do my Morning Reading. I can't think why I the idea never occured to me before, but yesterday I was desperate for a perch for my mug of tea and by golly, there stood Mr. Trusty White Physical Therapist (retired). The height and width are just within comfy arm's reach. Two problems solved. Except we have to disguise the thing. So I've decided I could decorate it to resemble a Greek Column, or for Christmas, a candy cane (careful not to make it look like a barber pole though) and so on. I think I'm onto something here, so you'll excuse me if I don my thinking cap and see how to tie in Thanksgiving - yes I can see it now, vines with grapes would be a good start...