This is my space.....like selfishly my own space.
It is not designer perfect by any means but I do not care.
This was the draw when we bought the house...this crazy, built by the original owner corner desk. I loved that I could put my sewing machine on the desk and drag out all my fabrics without moving it off the kitchen table.
After twelve years of coffee spills, worn spots, and needles stuck in the carpet, the carpet came up and wood went down.
An old recliner went to Goodwill and and my chocolate brown marshmallow feeling recliner took its place.
And on the shelves are all of my favorite things. Family pictures, quotes that speak to me, quilt books, photography manuals, and sacred pictures painted by a special friend.
In here is everything I love and when I drink my morning coffee in my favorite chair I am in my happy space surrounded by "my stuff".
It is peace, tranquility, and warm fuzzy feelings because it is MY space.
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