I was getting into my new routine with the van and most of the time (not always) I remembered where I stored stuff.  And being in such a small space I felt like I was stumbling over myself at time, but those times were getting less and less.  And my dog and I were getting our system worked out.  Thankfully she was learning to understand that she needed to jump off the bed/sofa when I wanted to change the function.  The first couple of mornings when I wanted the change the bedroom to a living room/kitchen, she did her best to imitate a dead dog, not letting me easily change the bed to a sofa.