Since last September, I have been in a tiny little room we refer to as the closet. Its a room literally about the size of a nice walk in closet. I felt it something akin to a little ship cabin and have been glad to have my own private living space- minimal as that space may be. Being small myself, I fit snugly in the closet with my belongings all stowed in their proper nooks and cubbies.
I was blessed to have my little bunk in the closet.
I am also blessed to leave it.
I have just moved into my former room (next one over from the closet) while the occupancy of the house is down for awhile. This broader little space sits in the corner of the house- affording a cross breeze. The room has a lightness and breathability to it. Though still a small and low ceilinged place (all the rooms in our quirky downstairs are), it feels open and spacious following a cozy stint in the closet! I am so happy to be moved back in - i feel luxuriously spread out back here in what i used to call my little mouse hole. And a pleasant little mouse hole it is. Not only can i fit in a bed and my belongings; I even have room for a wee table in one corner and a wicker sitting chair in the other!
I'm blessed to have a season back in this spot with a little more breathing room.
This photo is taken from the bed (against a windowed wall) - a door and a bar of hanging clothes are to the left; the sitting chair is to the right. Such a nice little mouse hole for me:)
