Every man needs his getaway, or more appropriately his hideaway. Hubby laid claim to the entire unfinished basement of the new house for his Man Cave. Go for it, I told him. Creating this mantuary kept him occupied all winter. A busy man is a happy man. That’s a saying, right? In our house it is.
I didn’t want a sprawling space to spend my private time. I preferred a cozy little nest. A coveted corner for me to write and read. Eyeing the small guest room, I knew I’d found it. Now we were both on a mission.