Our new home, as I'm sure I've mentioned before, is bigger than the old one. This afternoon, Marc didn't feel great at the office, so he brought work home. As I watched some TV, did some laundry and otherwise puttered around the house (the life of an unemployed person), he was out in the sunroom, getting work done in a nice, relaxing environment.
As I walked through the kitchen, I was treated to this glimpse of part of the sunroom:
It really made me feel good. I know, I know--big deal, so it's another room. But it really is more than that. It's a room that was remodeled to our specifications, as was the rest of the house. It's one of a number of rooms that we can work in, play in, relax in and entertain in.
This is a house made to serve our needs, and these little things really make life seem better.