My very own hole in the wall...
I did not take this photo, but felt I needed to share it to show where I've been spending a lot of my time lately...
Sean recently moved into a new room (in the same house), which has two unique storage nooks (shown here.)
Since his initial decision to move, I have slept in the lower nook a handful of times (whether or not it was voluntary is debatable) and today, I sat in both nooks for over an hour while Sean finished unpacking his things and arranging his new home (which explains the mess.)
First, I lounged in the bottom nook while catching up with my dear friend, Rianne, on the phone.
Later, Sean "put" me up in the top nook while he finished putting away his clothes.
Apparently, I was in the way and the top nook is hard to get down from by yourself, so I was more or less stuck...
I had a bottle of wine, my cell phone and a chocolate chip cookie, so I didn't really mind all that much.
It was actually on the enjoyable side.
But seriously... since when do people get stored in storage nooks...?
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