The Spare Room

I have a spare room. For the first time in 21 years.

At first I envisioned my daughter's former bedroom as a guest bedroom, with a queen bed, large TV and other remaining items that she didn't want to take with her to her new home. That would work out really well when Mr. and Mrs. P come to visit or my BFF visits from Louisiana.

Then it rapidly molded into a spare bedroom, one with a twin bed and toys...perfect for when my granddaughter JoLee gets older and wants to spend the night with Gramma.

And in a total of 9 days, it became the spare room...one for my favorite hobby - scrapbooking, but also one that will serve as an office for my laptop, printer, and file cabinet.

At present, it is several 2 x 4 tables at varying height levels, with a chair from the living room thrown in for comfort, okay - storage really, and a nicely scented candle. The walk in closet is so stuffed you can't walk in at all. But this room is a work in progress...and I intend to let it take shape slowly as the natural vibe of the room defines itself. Just as I am doing.

What once was...no longer is. But I do look forward to what it will become.