Feng Shui

One day I was re-organizing my room, a thing I like to do thoroughly when I do it.
It had started with my father making a comment about my bed. It was stuffed in the corner against the heating and under the sloping ceiling. He said the sloping ceiling would bring bad luck, as I wouldn't be able to breathe or get up. The heating so close to me while asleep would also dehydrate me.
As a good son I wisely considered his comment and thought about it.
I usually disagree with my father on a lot of things, but if it was true it wouldn't be a waste of time.
Another reason why it wouldn't hurt also to try to please him, is because I am his first son. This is considered very important in his part of our family, because it seems they are always asking about me. To make matters more complicated, my father is also the first-born son of hís father. And his father happens to be the first-born of thát father. As for the generation befóre his grandfather, I can’t tell, because I think we just forgot.
So, knowing this, that there’s more at stake than just my own name, it’s good to consider to be the good boy. But this time I wasn't trying to please my father, I was seeing his point. There would always be a chance that I would bump my head against the ceiling (even though it never happened before) or get really dehydrated being near the heating. The other comment he made about not being able to breathe well and bad luck had a superstitious flavour, but it was interesting, because you're never sure about these things. (My father also says I shouldn't wear black clothes, because they attract death. Therefore I try to never wear clothes that are completely black, but at the very most very darkish blue. Only my coat can be black, don’t ask my why, because I never asked or just can’t remember the reason.)

As my father’s comment sunk in I started thinking about another place for a bed. It would be replaced with my "old bed", which was in fact newer than the one I was sleeping in. It had only been used in another house from my parents they never decided to move into.
With the replacing of my bed of course a lot of things had to move.
Eventually I repositioned 50 percent of my room in order for me to sleep on another bed. A genuine bed, which might be better for my health, feng-shui, qi-gong, luck and whatsoever.
For five days I've slept in this bed and then I had to leave. Go back to my room in Enschede. It's been 52 days since I've been home. I feel like I will never be able to go back, with all the buisiness I’ve got to take care of. Is it better or less FengShui when I dón’t sleep in the bed?