I've been house-sitting for a buddy of mine this weekend. Last night I sat and read a little of my novel while his family cat sat with me and enjoyed some company (read "you may pet me, now!"). It got me thinking: I really enjoyed sitting there in the living room, sitting with the cat. It felt like "home."
So I kinda looked around at my buddy's house and thought, yes this does feel like a home. It feels like people really live in the house I'm house-sitting.
Whereas my house feels like a warehouse. It feels like the three of us who live here are just storing our stuff and ourselves at this house. When the roommates give me trouble about something, I usually say, "I don't care, I don't live here." That actually seems to be the case.
This won't do.
So from now to the New Year, I need to start planning what I'm going to do to make my house feel like a real home again. It used to back in the day.
One thing that certainly needs to happen is all the boxes stored all over need to be "gone through." Maybe if we don't have isles (or random piles) of boxes, it won't seem like such a warehouse :)
And I bet I'm not alone in this. All the clutter from our lives may be stopping us from working on the next thing. Or it may be interfering with our Chi. Maybe we need to clear our minds and our spaces so that the next exciting thought or project can come along. Maybe we need to clear out our inboxes so new ideas can come, clean out our closets so the next fun project can start, or clear off the table so the next "family dinner" can happen. It's probably different for each of us.
But I know I'm a nester. It doesn't take much to keep me happy-as long as I have somewhere to be happy. But it takes more than this :) OK roomies, let's get started!
Title Reference: Duh! Bing Crosby, I'll Be Home For Christmas
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