For 3 years I lived with my 89 year old grandfather and 27 year old cousin. Golf, tennis, baseball, football, and sports center echoed throughout the house. Last year I had a 6 month intermission when I moved in with a friend who didn't own a TV. I had a hand-me-down TV and a simple DVD player and I watched the same old movies while painting my toenails and applying a green mud mask, but that was a biweekly event. It was a nice break from my usual routine of getting home from work and walking straight over to the TV to "zone out" after a long day.
This past June, in moved the largest flat screen TV I have ever seen! I had missed seasons of some of my favorite shows during my intermission, but I wasn't concerned about it at the time. Now I feel as though I've been sucked back in and I have to make this stop! Luckily, last weekend I was able to get rid of two old love seats that filled my front porch, and I now have a place to escape during game time. I've moved in my art supplies and I'm ready to get back in touch with the artist within.
We live on the 3rd floor of one of the tallest apartments in the neighborhood
and the view is wonderful.
The room is surrounded by 3 walls of windows and if there is a nice breeze like today, it's a perfect place to relax.
You'll notice a small TV made it into the corner of the room, but I love putting on movies I've seen a hundred times so I can listen to them while I paint. And with that being said, although I don't enjoy watching football, I do enjoy the sound of sports in the background knowing my friends and family are close by. It makes me feel at home.