The Comfort Of Being At Home

Jane Austen said, ‘ There is nothing like staying at home for real comfort.’ I have to agree with her. It is great to have a change and spend time away but there really is no where just like home. When it comes to comfort there is nowhere as comfortable as my home, both in a physical and an emotional sense.

I enjoy a holiday, but then I am happy to walk in my front door where I will be greeted by family and pets. Those that I share my house with are very important in helping make this place my home.

To me, my own place, my home, is the most comfortable physical space. I can adjust the heating or cooling to my liking. I have the lounge room set up so I can sit in the recliner when I want to watch television (hardly ever) or a DVD (now and then). My bedroom is organised with a bookshelf next to the bed and a lamp shining in just the right place to shed light on the book I read in bed. I have the right number of quilts (depending on the weather) on my bed to suit my need for warmth. There is a pile of pillows so I am comfortable when I read. I have the furniture I want to store my belongings and display treasured objects.

Not only is my house physically set up to suit me but because it is my space I can kick off my shoes when I come home and leave things lying around in the wrong place. Then once the disorganisation starts to annoy me I can clean it up. If I am at someone else’s place I am mindful of being neat and not putting things in the wrong place. On holiday, the motel or other place I stay won’t have a lamp in just the right place by the bed. Other things won’t be set up to suit my tastes, but it doesn’t matter because I will only be there a few days.

In my home I have all sorts of possessions that provide emotional comfort. These are my mementos, collections, gifts, things I have made, my computer and my books and music. All of my ‘stuff’ is in my house. Then there is the garden where I can potter and enjoy my plants. I can sit and watch the birds as I drink a mug of coffee.

My home is where I cook and write. I can do the things I enjoy in my space. Whenever I want, I can make myself a cuppa and I can choose where to drink it. I can invite friends over for a chat or a meal.

Home is the place where I am most relaxed and most comfortable. There really is no place like home.


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