Enjoying The Nook

I've really been enjoying my nook this week, as have other members of the family. 

Pebbles has made herself right at home in one of the wicker chairs, casually relaxing there when the mood strikes her.

In between my household responsibilities, I've been enjoying crochet time with my feet propped up on the wicker chest, gazing out at the trees and wishing it would rain; thankfully, it did!

Today, my son colored in the nook and then worked on his Elmo sticker book for a while.  He also took the opportunity, while chatting with my husband on the phone, to get comfortable in one of the chairs, turning himself sideways with his feet propped up on the arm.  (At that time, I had a vision of my son as a teenager talking on the phone with friends....)

It's been a convenient place to sit and relax while I wait for dinner to simmer, cook, or bake; whatever the case may be.  Most afternoons, that's where my husband finds me as he comes home from work.  

It's a peaceful little place, no TV, no computer.  Just me, my thoughts and whomever decides to join me at any given time.

Joy for the day is in my little happy nook. 

Crochet Time in My New Nook

I was able to enjoy a little crochet time today in my new nook.  I prepared a nice iced coffee; one tablespoon of sugar, and two tablespoons of half-n-half (I like a little coffee with my cream).  I gathered together my project, tools of the trade, and sat down to enjoy a little crochet "me" time.  Heavy sigh........now this, is the good life!

Pebbles, our 11 year old fat cat, decided to join me in the quiet of "the nook" and kept me company as my son played nicely with his floor puzzles. 

I've made some good progress on my MM#2, as I affectionately call her.  I have 19 octagons complete to date and should be able to start on number 20 later today.  I am hoping to complete all 30 octagons by the end of August.  And, if my days allow, perhaps a good portion of the squares and triangles the pattern calls for as well.

 Joy for the day is in my crochet!

HDP

I Needed a Change of Scenery

And what that really means, is that I'm going to be moving furniture around.

I don't know what possessed me this morning, but I decided I wanted a bit of a change.  With me, that usually entails moving furniture.  The above photo shows what my breakfast bay looked like before the change.  We typically eat all our meals here and I usually have my morning coffee at the table as well.  The problem is, the table against the far wall ends up being a catch all for everything from library books to mail. 

So I moved everything out of the kitchen, rolled up the rug, took the curtains down to wash, and started cleaning.  Windows got a good Windex, the floor got a good scrubbing, and I even wiped down the walls.  The house smells nice and Febrezey fresh.

I've always wanted a sunroom.  But, with the economy the way it is, this isn't the time to be putting on an addition.  So, I'm making lemonade.  The only thing I purchased for my change of scenery was the bookshelf; which my husband put together for me this evening.  

Going forward, we'll just eat our meals in the formal dining room and I now have my little sunroom.  Down the road, if we miss the casual atmosphere of the breakfast bay, I'll just move things back around.

Joy in unexpected motivation and a little change of scenery.

HDP