WRITING CHALLENGE

FIVE COMFORTS

Comforts.  We all need them.  Our lives are busy and hectic and time for us and our individual comforts, no matter how small, are essential for our mental and physical health. http://www.mamakatslosinit.com/blog/ prompt this week is to write about five of our individual comforts.  I will start with my room.

    My  room is a comfort at the end of a long day of retirement. (Is that perhaps an oxymoron?)  A few years ago, my husband and I decided we were keeping  each other awake with our individual snoring.  Yes, dear readers, I snore like a lumberjack and he does too.  It was a race to see who could fall asleep first because the loser of that contest stayed awake for a long time. I often slept under a pillow or used ear plugs because he usually won.  With the advent of an empty nest, one of the spare bedroom was chosen by McSpousky as his own.  So now at the end of the day we kiss goodnight and retire to our own spaces which we have decorated according to our own individual tastes.

     My room is a sweet and comfortable refuge where I have my own collection of books and can read as long as I want before sleep without disturbing him or trying to hide my book light.  I have my own wall art and knick knacks. My windows have crystals hanging in the sun. I love glass that catches the light and my room is full of light. There are white cotton curtains that filter the sun in the morning and dances with the shadows of the trees outside. My linens and piles of soft pillows are pale blue green and beige, colors of the earth and sky. 

   

    McSpousky's room is like a cave (man cave) with heavy dark curtains, deep red linens and a brown fur throw and his artistic accoutrement's are not really to my taste.  The two rooms could not be any more different.  I heard a quote by the great Katherine Hepburn similar to this: “I don’t think men and women are very suited to each other.  It would be better if they lived next door to each other and just visited occasionally.”  

    Comfort in the morning is the smell of coffee brewing. It's the best reason for waking up.  That sounds so familiar, I think they did a commercial like that but then it is so true.  I love my morning coffee  and when I travel, I love to have breakfast in a Denny’s with the smell of coffee and maple syrup.  Heaven!

And then there is chocolate.  Chocolate cake especially.  Oh joy.  A rare comfort at my age and size, but so special.  I can just see it now.



And last, but not least, imagine a hot sweaty day and then the clouds build.  A breeze begins to flit through the tops of the trees.  It grows stronger and brushes through your hair and across your hot, sweaty neck.  That is summer comfort.