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Theres no place like home for the holidays


 Its the little things- my Christmas present to myself
When my little nest is cozy and in its place then my happiness level is UP. This is what allll my money goes to every month after all- so being in an enjoyable space just makes sense. Who pays all their hard earned money to live in a hole?
So yesterday I took it upon myself to tackle the living room-which was a source of despair. Everything had landed in there after the storage room unit got unplugged.
It was not an inviting space to hang. After much work and putting records away and moving furniture around- now I want to sit in there and read books, watch the Christmas lights not do anything ...and drink coffee.

Ive been enjoying all the Christmas cards I've been getting and setting them out to enjoy.
After two years of not being hooked up and connected my TURNTABLE is finally back in action and my heart is happy. Records take up my whole house (a lot of them are just for painting on though) and are meant to be heard so now my records are being useful and not useless clutter. 

Christmas is pretty low key here. A few festive spots here and there around the house and a nice lunch on Christmas Eve. Its not a big stressful, break the bank ordeal. The bank is always broke so there ya go! Sometimes being poor just simplifies life for you. I will give random gifts whenever the mood strikes throughout the year.

Yesterday I treated myself to lo mein as my "company Christmas party"- this cheap little dive I know really makes great lo mein and its easily about 4 meals...and cheap! So not feeling without... but feeling abundant. All is well and handled for the month.
Today I'll organize the dining room - my family is coming for Christmas lunch next week and I want it to be nice for them. Then it's jumping into a portrait commission for the next few days and sending out the last of the print orders. Big thanks if you've bought stuff from me- you've helped make the Christmas meal happen at my house....and also the rent happen!
Merry Christmas and happy holidays if I don't blog before then.
Enjoy the Winter Solstice and do what suits you! 

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