What's Your Favorite Spot?
It's so easy to get used to things; my eyes travel right past the junk on the table until I don't see it anymore. But as I searched for a pretty corner to take a photo of, I found myself looking at my house the way a stranger would, or any first-time visitor. I noticed a pile of paint cans by the back door and tried to think how long they'd been there. I noticed the dust on the music cabinet and the cat hair dustballs lurking in the corners. I noticed the Christmas tree still up in February - yes, again - and the way the vinyl in the kitchen is peeling up at the seams.
There wasn't much in the house I could show off yet. There was detritus of some kind in every frame.
And yet, looking at all the house's little flaws - many of them caused by my own laziness - I thought less about ways to improve it and more about how I love it. So I decided that instead of posting pictures of pretty corners that will make you sigh with envy, I will tell you about my favorite spot in the house.
I think it is our bedroom. There's a window right behind my nightstand, so when I open my eyes in the morning, the first thing I do is look outside. Somehow, seeing the sun shining and pretty green things and the white rails of my porch is so refreshing. It helps that right now, the bedroom is the warmest room in the house. And that I love sleeping. And other things. ;-)
The bedroom is just as much of a junk heap as the rest of the house - maybe more - but it is bright, warm, and - like all the best parts of our house - chock full of potential.
So now I want to know - what's your favorite spot?