Just got back from vacation - went back home for a week, I have lived in that house for 10 years but now after 2 years in my little cottage - its home for me.
I now go back home to visit my parents, it will always be my home, with its arms open welcoming me back home, but the joy of coming back to my little place, unlocking the door I walk in, the house is fresh, flowers in various parts of the house, three plants which I shall hopefully not kill !
Taking a page of out compulsive confessor blog on "when does a house become a home"
1. I consider my self quite house proud, I am a born hostess and enjoying throwing dinner parties
2. The fact that I know what exactly lies in my kitchen, including the packet(s) of prunes which makes S deduce that I am higly constipated (FYI I am not and the prunes are not for me)
3. What was just four walls, now with all the DIY and interior decorating ideas this house has now become my home - reflecting the person that is me !
I love having visitors, drop on by any time - food and drinks guarenteed
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