Be it ever so humble ...

I haven’t put one toe off of my property since I came home from Church Sunday at noon. Last night, as I was thinking about my busy week, I realized all the craziness was contained within the small sphere of my home.
I have gone outside to pick up the mail, take out the trash and drag the Christmas tree and all the trimmings out to the shed. But otherwise I’ve been completely housebound ~ and completely content.
My 32-year-old, single, librarian niece wrote in her blog about spending the first 48 hours of 2006 without speaking a word to anyone. She posted a self portrait of herself, taken during her period of silence. She looks so sad and so lonely.
When I was 32, single, and working as a journalist I had the same kind of experiences. My days off were spent in total isolation. The only people I talked to were store clerks and pizza delivery men.
It’s amazing how much my life has changed, yet remained consistent.
While I have settled comfortably in my little corner of the world, I have also been occupied, entertained, and productive.
I have talked to my family, my sons’ friends, my own friends, my boss and strangers I was interviewing for my job.
From my computer I have earned money by writing and filing two news stories and applied for another job, a scrapbook design team. While online I have discussed business, kept in touch with family members and researched a theater production from the 1930s.
With the convenience of a crock pot, refrigerator, dish washer and clothes washer I have cooked, and cleaned and done laundry. I have spent seven hours with a client, put together four scrapbook layouts and studied the work of other scrapbook artists.
I’m not bragging. I’m just saying it’s fascinating how much can be done from my little spot with the aid of modern technology.
I’m going to leave my house today. I have an obligation at my children’s school. But truthfully, I don’t really want to go. I love being in my home.