A very dear blogging friend of mine, Dee, commented on my post the other day when I featured A Room Of One's Own Day. She said "Well...what are you waiting for? Make one!"
And so...I did!
Oh, it's not nearly as beautiful and ornate and comfortable as those I featured in my post, but it gives me such a good feeling. Now I can find
This is my son's old room and I'm 100% positive that he's not coming back home to live. It only had a blow up mattress in it because we took the bed to the cabin. So, I deflated the darn thing and put in some tables (that belong to my sister Tina) and sorted out my junk in a very un-methodical way. But, I know where
There's a picture of Elvis on the left, but it will someday be replaced by a cork board. (Note: Elvis does not belong to my son).(Or me.)
This rolling cart was previously in the back of a crowded closet:
I added a cool light and some of my art.
It's not the ideal setup, but I actually started a project with the canvas I got for Christmas.
I stuck a metal tag on the door. Number 46.
And that's where you'll find me now...whenever I need a room of my own.