I've been a little down lately...maybe a lot down, I won't deny it...but I feel I'm working through it. One nice thing is I do feel I am back to work after all the travel and sickness. It helps that I finally figured out a place to work. I now have what Virginia Woolf, Stephen King and many other writers advocate, a room of my own a door that can shut (and a space heater). It is the third bedroom of our house, which over time has been used as temporary living quarters for a few friends, massage room that never happened, and more recently storage, as can be seen here:
The only problem with cleaning out that room was that the items were relocated to this room (pictured before the transfer).