It is a fact universally acknowledged that a young woman in possession of a family and a house must be in want of a clean little spot that is never dirty, simply for her peace of mind. While I cannot always find the time to tuck myself into said corner and cozy up with a Jane Austen novel I have created my own perfect little corner.
In my home there is often a mess in every single room. On many occasions you can, yes, find the guest room and the "man" room in mint condition, (well, don't look too closely because dust bunnies are sneaky little critters), but on many more occasions even these rooms have been infiltrated by wayward legos, a little boy's blankie, or a spattering of goldfish mixed with drops of red juice. I will only describe the kitchen, dining room, and living room by saying that the playroom is at the front of the house, it is not content with its stifled situation, and daily fights the battle to win the whole of the house. In addition, I have not been the most successful with defining mealtime, so breakfast rolls into lunch rolls into the preparation for dinner and therein the kitchen sink is also fighting a like battle to that of the playroom. They are against me. My house is in conspiracy against me.
My mouth has fallen to similar consequence and while I know that gentle words are the way to win my family's heart, I often succumb to the power of my vocal chords and my volume can shock me often more than it shocks my children (there is something wrong with this). I will not fall prey to the temptation to complain to you of my daily duties, but suffice it to say that I sometimes hide in the bathroom, convinced that being a mother/homemaker is the most impossible job ever created. (There is something rewarding in this). In the moments where I am on the point of dialing my husband to declare, "We are hiring a housekeeper, and also can you come home and wrestle with the boys because I think that's all they need," I need somewhere to look. I need a little spot, just a small part of a single room, that is always beautiful.
And I did it. !!!!
At a furniture sale just a few weeks ago I found the couch of my dreams for my sweet little sunroom, and I will show you the picture now. As a picture they say is worth a thousand words, I will end here.
