There are many things I would change about my home if I were still single and living on my own. Some are very clichéd: I'd have fairy lights and crisp white bedding with accents of pink in my bedroom. My sofa would be a mass of comfy cushions, beautiful coffee table books and I'd like to say I'd have vases of freshly cut flowers everywhere but with my feline vase killer companion that just would not work! Of course my fridge would be home to all things vegetable and fruit based (and Prosecco...it could be classed as a fruit extract right?) and in the kitchen I'd have the coffee machine, kettle and toaster of dreams (aka hideously expensive and I'd be too scared to use them!)
Other solo living dreams are more practical - I would love to wake up in the morning to the smell of coffee by having a coffee machine by the bed, I'd have a TV in the bedroom so I could watch the news/YouTube while getting dressed - with all the lights on!!
Those who know me know I do adore my husband, but while he works away for a fortnight at a time every few months I drift into a routine that I love - sleeping with the curtains open so the natural morning light wakes me (I get up on average at least 90 minutes before he does each morning and he is not a fan of the morning light!) I drink coffee in bed of a morning while waking up, I listen to music or a podcast while doing my make up and getting dressed - all things that would be unfair on the sleeping husband to be subjected to on the daily...
Being a couple that compromises we do have white bedding now (finally) but I'd love to add an accent of flower print or bright colours, alas this is a step too far for Mr P! Of course I wouldn't give him up in exchange for these things BUT if I can't talk about my love for frivolous items like this in my corner of the internet what is the point of having a blog?
Some of these ideas I have created within our spare room - turning it into a little girlie haven with cute lights, ornaments and books - it's just a shame that it ends up being a dumping ground for all things meaning it often is an unsable space...time to tackle that today before Mr P returns so I can keep the girlie sanctuary going.
Hope you all have a space you can escape to within your home....or am I alone in coveting an area that is all mine?