I came home this afternoon and sat in my usual chair in what i call my sunroom. This chair was given to me by, let's call him 'A', i'm over saying 'partner'. A christmas gift 2 years ago and is too comfortable for words. I read sitting on this chair, contemplate, talk on the phone, do crosswords and often just enjoy a cold sav blanc while pondering fabrics. Yes, fabrics. I have too many right now that it's clouding my thoughts and the chair is the only thing that helps me see the trees for the woods.
This room also holds those dear to me - when we renovated i just had to have a photo wall. It's much more uplifting when i have a whole wall of memories to look at and add to.
I guess everyone has a little spot in their home that they retreat to when they want to relax or need time out. This is mine. It's due for a summer overhaul, hence the pondering on fabric and will overlook the christmas tree in the dining room come december 1. Ripper - love christmas.
I'm sitting here as i type this and bats have moved in to eat something in the trees. How does one get rid of bats? One doesn't i suppose... let's hope they find dinner elsewhere - soon, or i'll have to get out the shotgun - joking peeps!