#22 -Favorite Place in Your House

Last year, only slightly before this time, I was looking to buy a house. When perusing my morning "For Sale" email either something about the house wouldn't be quite right or I'd fall in love to find it was sold two hours later (Chattanooga is a rough market). I wanted to go see a certain 3 and 2, but with only 5 pictures online, I didn't have much hope. 

Nothing special from the outside. Entering was frightening. Strong smell of cat, aqua walls for the foyer, yellow for the kitchen and burnt orange for the living room. A disaster for sure, but wait, what's this behind the hideous orange? A sliding door -to what?

To my beautiful enclosed patio, that's what. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Check the age of the AC and Heat and the roof, but this is my house.

I love to be outside. I love to see trees and greenery. I love outside even when it's not greenery like you see here. I just like to be in it. Last April I turned it into my oasis with the daybed and mood lighting, and since then I'm there every free moment. With my poor peace lily, a spider plant and a variety of succulents and air-plants, it's nowhere near the jungle I want it to be. I want it to be lush and baking year round. I joke I'll rip out the floors and install a bed of moss instead instead to make it even more irresistibly comfy.  

Picture this, you wake up on a brilliant Saturday morning. You've nothing to do for the entire day. You brew a pot of coffee and take a cup outside onto the daybed with you. Maybe it's still a little chilly so you bring a blanket to curl up with. One cup, two cups as you wade through your stack of monthly magazines trying to catch up while your brain awakens. You wander in for an egg and toast, maybe to put on some actual clothing. Then back to the porch. Pick up your journal, get the words flowing. Then the notebook, write an article, work on the book. Let the afternoon grow late and read a book while you sip a glass of riesling.

I've spent whole days in my patio, and I'll certainly spend more there too. More vines, more lights, forever building my dreamworld.