A Room of My Own

Last night when Jason got home from work I sent him right back out again… WITH the boys. It was soccer practice night, and I usually go with, unless I’m staying home with the baby, but yesterday I was just feeling so totally and utterly disorganized. Lately, I have actually been quite busy with clients. This means that during nap time, when I’m not chasing my cute little lunatics,

I spend hours running CMAs and doing searches on the MLS for my clients. It also means that I’ve had lots less time to keep the house clean.

Anyway, last night was just one of those times when I needed an hour or so alone with the house, or I was going to go crazy. I didn’t know exactly what I was going to tackle until I got started, but this is what I ended up with:

This is our reading room, but Jason has been hinting lately that maybe the dining room table is not the best place for all of my Christmas present projects. So I cleared out the space, did some serious dusting, and set myself up a little sewing central. It only took me about an hour, and boy do I feel much better about life in general.

Sometimes you just need a little space of your own, I think. It makes life feel so much more manageable.