Ok, so actually the prompt was: "My "special" place. {Where do you go for quiet/alone or regrouping time}". But the last time I heard "special place" was in reference to a porn movie and I really didn't want to attract an audience who might make that mistake about my blog.
So, my happy place, my refuge is now our front porch. It's got more character than the back porch/patio, which has, on occasion served as a carport. And it does have the problem of putting me on display for the drivers-by. Especially at night. And it looks like a tornado picked up a sandstorm, and a major metropolitan newspaper printer, ripped it to shreds and dumped it all on my front porch.
When DS1 (dear son), age 15, approaches me with the 15th rendition of "guess what I just read in a fan faction", or when DD (dear daughter), age 8, adds that last "hmph" of tween indignation when things don't go head out to the front porch.
Don't give me too much grief, please, about the cigarettes. I know it's unhealthy. I could go into a whole story about how and why I started, but ... that's a post for another day. And semi-often, I take the e-cig that DH (dear husband) got for me, that has nicotine, but no tar, and comes in different strengths.
You can see my tendency to veer off-topic, and I've always said of myself, I'll never say in 10 words what I can say in 100.
I'm hoping to get some plants, maybe a small herb garden out there in spring/summer, maybe one of those wicker chair with ridiculously huge cushions and a wicker and/or glass table to put my books, papers, drinks, etc, etc, etc on. Of course, there is a chance that we could be looking at buying a house later in the year, so then I'll make sure to stake out a comfort zone from the get go!
So where do you go for you?
I wish I had a porch. I have to settle for hiding in the shed when I need a moment! ;) And I totally get the ciggies. I managed to quit the day I found out I was pregnant, and then I picked it straight up again when I gave birth. That said, i gave it up at the beginning of December and have so far been sticking to it. But it is HARD. ;)
ReplyDeleteYou're welcome on the porch anytime, Katie! And you GO on the smoke-free stuff. I'm proud of you! :O)
ReplyDeleteStopping by from Bloggy Moms.. I loved having a porch :( I miss having it at times.. We live in a townhome so I really do not have much of a porch :(
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C'mon back anytime, Sami, I've got enough room for all my porchless sisters out there! :O)
ReplyDeletethat is too funny- i always used to tell my mom when I buy a house it has to have a front porch...so I can put chairs and just sit "and watch the world go by"..My last house had a front porch, that I used all the time, but our new house doesn't =( Guess that'll be a project for me to complete =)
ReplyDeleteI really wish I had a porch I could sit out on...but my moms house is full of cats and generally mosquitoes, so that's out! We used to live in a house with a back porch that I absolutely loved! Found you through BloggyMoms :)
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You go, Nichole...don't know why new houses aren't built with porches these days. My dream is a wraparound porch! :O)
ReplyDeleteDropping by to follow back! Thank you so much for your kind words on my blog. Cows are really not so bad!LOL! Make sure your new house has a great porch, front or back, where you can regroup!
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting, Kay! I like cows, really...maybe I was just a little embarrassed that this cow had snuck up on me ninja-style. *lol*
ReplyDeleteLove front porches. I remember growing up and all of us out on the front on hot summer days... I can definitely understand why it would be your happy place.
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