My favorite place in the house sits about three feet from where I do my writing in the morning room. My hubby refers to it as the kitchen(the morning room that is). I suppose we could call it that but the kitchen is separated from this room by a wall. But whatever. If it makes him happy to call it the kitchen, okay then, we’ll call it the kitchen.
But this blog is not about my kitchen. It’s about my bathroom. My downstairs potty room fully equipped with a toilet a/k/a white throne, a sink (one of those fancy deep bowl ones), and a mirror.
Tranquil colors of blue and beige adorn the walls and floor. Seashell décor hangs above and to the side of the toity. There’s even a vanilla scented candle on the back of the tank.
It’s wonderful when I close the door and take my place on the throne. It’s the perfect get-a-way. I’ve got to go pee is the perfect excuse to hide from everyone.
I read. I write. I edit. Sometimes for hours.
“Honey. You okay in there?”
I make sure I flush before I say, “Yeah. Just have a stomach ache.” Not really, I lied. This is my place of peace in the whole house when I need to focus on a project when No-No and my hubby are home.
Thank God for my potty room. It’s the best little place in town.
Do any of you have a place in your house that you like to retreat to?
Excuse me please. I need to go pee now.
Happy reading, writing, and blogging!!!
Shelly
