So.

I am a sucker for peer pressure and it seems my friends are all writing these cool hip new blogs. Mine is not so hip. So far, on this blog, I have posted a list of books and an English assignment. Wow. I am thrilling. So, maybe I will write about something more narcissistic, that is always more interesting, right?

I am in the process of getting divorced. I am 24. Is it weird that through this entire process the thing that has been bothering me the most is not having my sacred space?
Let me explain. I am obsessed with nooks, crannies, little spaces, warm spaces, and in general, my home being a warm inviting place.

However, because of circumstances out of my control I have been essentially between two houses and not able to settle or ground myself. It will happen soon enough, but in the mean time I am going crazy with little details I cannot control. Welcome to the world of an obsessive detail oriented woman.

I want to cleanse my house. I want to build sacred space. I want my home to be warm, inviting, organized, and friendly. Not to say that the place I have been welcomed into is not any of these things...but...well, it was/is a bachelor pad....enough said? I hope this does not make me sound like a horrible person, or a micro-managing freak, but I just want to fix the space so much.

Honestly, I think all of this revolves around my desk and my books. Wherever those are is home to me.
Soon, I will be home.
Does anyone out there in virtual land have any thoughts as to what home is or what makes a home?