The Joy Of Coming Home

Home Sweet Home

July 23, 2010

 
One of my favourite things about traveling is returning Home. I know it sounds a bit corny but whenever I go anywhere, whether it's for a couple of days or a couple of weeks, I derive tremendous pleasure unlocking my front door and crossing the threshold into the place I call my own. Unless my home is a disaster, as it was back in April! Click here for that April posting.
  
Without a doubt I am a homebody. The definition, according to Collins English Dictionary - Complete and Unabridged© HarperCollins Publishers 2003, is very simple really:
  
homebody [ˈhəʊmˌbɒdɪ]
n pl -bodies
a person whose life and interests are centred on the home
 
The moment I returned home Thursday evening I set to unpacking my bags, putting on the kettle for a cuppa tea and loading the washing machine. I did a quick review of my place to ensure everything was as I left it (no floods, no power outages and no garbage strewn about the garden by racoons) and then checked my email and reviewed my day planner to ensure all my Friday appointments were confirmed. Within short order I was back in 'my space' ready to tackle tomorrow. 
  
Homecoming for me always includes a long deep soak in my tub (click here for my tub blog) while relaxing to Spa Music - a perfect ending to a shower-free cottage escape - and then slipping between my indulgent 650 thread count luxe linens for a good deep sleep....the kind that only comes with being in your own bed in your own place. These are, for me, the pure simple pleasures of Home.
 
Bliss.
  
  
~ Steven

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