Looking at my front room, where I sit in a corner behind a table piled with detritus (some of which I hope is valuable), what I see is a room literally gone to the dogs (and not metaphorically): top photo is my front room gone to the dogs; bottom photo is my corner of the front room.
The person living here likes to read, doesn’t worry about fur or dust, and has no coherent decorating scheme. The person has small areas set apart in an open room. They could be more functional and attractive. Yep, that’s me .
- Daily Prompt: Clean Slate (ramblinann.wordpress.com)