|Officially, this is where I reside. In my fancy mood, I call my area an apartment, as it has a bedroom, a bathroom, and a living space. The people with whom I live, knock and ask if they can come in, admittedly AS they are coming in. In the evening, if I have need to go upstaire - rarely - I ask permission as I ascend. Apparently, arrangements such as we have, falter on lack of autonomy.|
This is my parlour (living space). It looks out onto the front vegie patch and is about 10' from the kitchen. There is a connecting hallway, running past the bathroom, and into my bedroom, which I now share with a cot, mainly because I cannot carry a child in my arms up the stairs.
This space, is a sea of tranquility.