I take pleasure in the small, simple things in life: hot drinks, cozy quilts, kids cuddled up on my lap, movies on the couch and Sunday morning breakfasts.
You’re very unlikely to find me in a club and more likely to find me huddled around a cafe table with some girlfriends, or better yet, in deep conversation with said girlfriends over coffee, wine and snacks at my place. On my couch. In front of the fireplace.
Yup. That’s me. I’m a homebody.
And with the cold, Arctic air, this so-called “polar vortex,” I’m not just a homebody, I’m a hibernating homebody.
Oxforddictionaries.com defines a homebody as a person who likes to stay at home, especially one who is perceived as unadventurous.
Well, you already know I like to stay at home, and I for one can tell you that the idea of bungee jumping, hang gliding or riding a hot air balloon is not appealing to me. I have no desire to be put in a huge basket and drifted up into the atmosphere with only a balloon blurring the line between life and death. Nope. Not really adventurous. But I’m okay with that. I’ve been learning to embrace me for me and not who people think I should be.
And so, in that spirit (and the spirit of comfy slippers, hot tea and artistic endeavours), I’ve been pinning my heart out on Pinterest with ideas of how I can sustainably make a life for myself working from home. Hint: this might include a re-purposed shipping container.
After writing my post about feeling like Meg Ryan, I made a mental list of a few of my favourite movies, which include You’ve Got Mail, Something’s Gotta Give and It’s Complicated. All films feature leading female characters who pursue their passions via their careers.
And that’s what I want to do. I want to make a career for myself out of my passions. I don’t want to be something else. I want to be me and do what I love.
I’ve got big plans, which include applying for a Master’s program, making a go of the handmade business and getting back to my painting roots.
All of which I hope to do from the comfort of my own home, right in my own backyard.
Or from the odd cafe. Sometimes a girl needs a walk and a coffee.