Where We Spend our Waking Hours at Home
Sixteen years ago this month, we moved to our "empty-nest" house. It's a mini-version of the larger home we raised the kids in, and it still has room for the whole family at Thanksgiving.
Most of the time, however, it's just Peter and me. And most of the time, we don't even go into half of our rooms. Take the living room. Except for the rare occasions when we have more than four for dinner, we don't use it. That's because we have a small sunroom with a sofa that is big enough to hold a few guests (and allows us to stretch out). That's where we "live."
We also have a formal dining room. We have not used it since we enlarged the kitchen twelve years ago. It has our original dining room furniture and a corner cabinet that displays my mother's china and crystal. It's more like a museum.
Some day we may have to downsize again. Until then, I'm OK with my un-used square feet. Thanksgivings come around pretty fast.