I have a confession. This is my linen closet. It's one of my happy places. Sure I wish I had real shelves and that all of my linens were color coordinated like Martha Stewart's linen closet. It gives me something to strive for. In the meantime, I love to open the door and just look at it. I love how I can find just what I'm looking for. It may be the single, most orderly space in my home.
I love the neat piles of pretty quilts and the vintage napkins. I'm not quite sure why they make me happy but sometimes when I'm feeling a little crazed, I will just open the door and look. And take a deep breath. And then I can soldier on. Please don't leave me comments telling me how weird I am. I already know.
You know what else? You are all my happy place too. Thanks for all the caring comments and heart felt emails you sent me. They help. They really do. Sometimes I find it easier to focus on the little happy places in life. Here's hoping your days are filled with many of them.