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Yesterday was a relaxing day for me since I had the house to myself for most of the day. I love my solitude and its been a long time since I've experienced it.
I was able to have a phone conversation with no interruptions, surf the web for new boots, and actually drink and enjoy several cups of coffee... loving life! But all good things must come to an end  -  today I'm going to tackle the dreaded jacuzzi room that has become my storage. I really want someone to pull the jacuzzi out and make the room a sitting area/ closet/arts and craft room. I have visions of that room being my go to place for peace and quiet.                                                                                                                  

Does Trading Spaces still exist?  If not, HGTV needs to come help me do a makeover asap!

Time to get to work!

Have a fabulous Sunday!

Design is coming to grips with one's real lifestyle, one's real place in the world. Rooms should not be put together for show but to nourish one's well- being.
Albert Hadley, The Story of America's Preeminent Interior Designer
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