Mrs Furious has very little personal space... Very. Little. Personal. Space.
I have a desk in a corner of the living room. Kid Furious has her own room, an entire playroom, a doll house in the dining room and another right next to my freakin' desk. Kid Furious is having one of those days where she can't back off! She has pretty much lost her complete bleepin' mind and is driving me nuts. I tried in vain to set an imaginary boundary. Kid saw right through that (Ha!) and so I had to think on my feet. Behold.... The Line!
"I'm serious you may not cross that line... EVER!"
Kid Furious proceeds to lie on the floor and put her feet over the line...
"Anything that is over the line is getting cut off!"