Ugggh, I'm so sick of painting

Actually, that's not entirely true. I enjoy painting, but I am really hating painting my bedroom furniture. I'm not strong enough to drag it all out to the living room to paint, so I am trying to paint the furniture while still in my bedroom. I've got the drawers piled up everywhere. I have paint in my hair and on my hands and on my arm. Can't wait to explain that one. So, I'm feeling a bit cranky because I won't be able to sleep in my own bed tonight. I'll be stuck on the couch inhaling the fumes from the crappy, eco-friendly, non-toxic, odor-free paint stripper that I put on my bureau. A really bad idea. I had to strip it because when I painted it last year the paint began to peel immediately. Well, it really looks like a disaster and I have no idea how I'm going to get every little speck of paint off. I wish I had a sander. I guess I'll put it on my Christmas list. Next week I'm going to attempt to paint the last remaining bedroom. Hopefully it will go better than this!