There’s really no place like home. When I’m at work, I lose myself in distracted, fragmented thoughts of a place I’d rather be. My desk disappears, my co-workers chatter fades to the background, and I’m transported back to my happy place—that warm, happy spot slouched directly in front of my TV back at home. I recently bought some solid oak tv furniture (sorry future paycheck) and it’s way better than those old milk crates. Don’t get me wrong, my job isn’t that bad a place to be. The break room has a huge pantry, bean bags flung all over the place, and there’s a grand Foosball Table that never gets rest, but there is something about home that can’t be recreated anywhere else.
Home is sacred, it’s a sanctuary that rejuvenates, entertains, and consoles at the same time. Most importantly, it’s where I keep my beer and chips. That’s why I’ve been giving some thought to redecorating my hobbit hole. I know, change is scary, but I’m tired of getting up every time I want something from the kitchen. I’m also tired of having to leave my living room for my bed whenever I’m tired. So, I’m investing in some essential pieces of “furniture”. With winter coming soon, setting up my nest is an important thing to do.
Stocking food is priority one of hibernation. I’m thinking drawer fridges would look perfect in my living room. Hopefully I can get them installed in my coffee table, it is exactly arms length away from the sofa. I’ll never have to leave my comfort zone.
Second, I need to make sure to have a properly bedded down shelter so I’ll be investing in some lightweight sleeping bags. That way I can camp out in the living room after those late night TV marathons. Light sleeping bags are easier to tuck away just in case I have company (see I’m thinking).
And that’s the dream. I’ll be ready for after work, the winter weekends when it’s too cold to go out, and probably even some sort of apocalypse.
Did you know?
During the War of the Roses, some adherents of the losing side at the moment, either the Lancastrians or Yorkists, would rush to sanctuary at the nearest church until it was safe to leave.