home body


Sunny fall days are splendid to spend indoors.  I am such a home body.  My days off of school are spent sitting in this sleeping bag below, reading, making art, or surfing the web for interior design inspiration.  My mama spends most of her time alone at home sitting on the couch in a sleeping bag doing similar things, she is either reading, watching the tube with my papa, or surfing Facebook (commenting wonderful things on each of my photos). She lives in Thailand where they have a "cold season" you can't even call it winter.  But she is prone to being cold and I think i'm becoming more and more like her. I am not a fan of this similarity but others I am delighted to have inherited/gleaned from her.  Such as her tender heart, her curly hair, her enthusiastic listening facial expressions, and her homebodyness.  

My mama also always put value in making a comfy and welcoming home.  She is by no means a neat freak. However, she always wanted the living room to be tidy and comfortable to be in, even though her bedroom and the upstairs were a total mess.  I am the same way!  I like keeping the spaces that guests visit tidy and clean but my bedroom can be a disaster, no worries.

My mama is a home body.  Though she works a ton and meets with dozens of people a week, she needs her quite time alone or else she gets cranky and runs out of steam.  I'm the same.

So, here's to homebodies!  I'm going to go make myself a Hot Tottie and read by book on the couch.



P.S: as you can tell, I love my mama and miss her to bits. 

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