If you’re a blogger, you’ve got some voyeuristic tendencies.
You can try to deny it all you’d like, but we know the truth. Seriously, who else puts their lives out there on the Internet for all to see without expecting a little something back. You scratch my back, I scratch yours, without the actual nails being etched into skin. Only the Hubby is allowed to do that, and even then it’s reserved for special occasions.
Where was I? Ah yes, my curious tendencies. I’ve previously admitted to being a grocery cart creeper and there’s a good reason I participate in What I Ate Wednesday on a fairly regular basis, even when it comes with a side of oversharing.
The point is I’ve revealed an awful lot to you over the years, some might say too much, especially where mad monkey loving is concerned, although I’m a firm believer an active sex life with a partner you love is healthy for all involved, so long as you go easy with the nails. Flesh wounds are no fun.
In addition to sexcapades, I’ve shared secrets from my sick bed, I’ve spewed out verbal purges, I’ve run down a day’s worth of activities, and I’ve even showcased an entire weeks worth of meals. I’ve also confessed to shenanigans more times than is probably appropriate. It’s a good thing I tossed proper etiquette out the window years ago.
I’ve put pretty much everything out there, except it turns out, for my actual living space. I have no idea how my house has escaped the wrath of this blog. Oh sure, you’ve gotten a glimpse in past posts, a sneak peek here, a quick look there, but never all in one place at one time. Until now that is.
Creep on my friends, creep on.
The Boudoir: Bow Chick-A-Wow-Wow.
The Attic, also known as the in-law suite, with separate single beds, although, if you want to get kinky, you can turn them into bunk beds.
Guest Bedroom complete with a wall sized mural of Alice In Wonderland because that’s not at all creepy.
The Living Room, also known as the place I take naps during the winter, sometimes the summer. Maybe even in the Spring and definitely the Fall. I like afternoon zzz’s.
Bathrooms, no descriptions necessary, although I wish that towel wasn’t askew.
The Manchuary or more commonly called The Man Cave.
The Three Seasonings Room which only gets used two seasons here in Ohio.
The Dining Room, which is where I do most of my blog writing in the wee hours of the morning. Also, cleaning this chandelier is a real son of a bitch.
The Kitchen, one of my favorite rooms in the house for more reasons than just food. If you can’t already tell, I’m a fan of bold colors and lots of textures.
And just because I like to keep it real, I thought I’d share some pictures of how the house looks the majority of the time.
Covered in cats.
Chairs ajar, his and her laptops, vacuum out, cat food dish chilling.
Pillows a mess, multicolored afghan disheveled. That is Oscar’s blanket, and it sees a lot of action, and I don’t just mean the sleeping kind. He’s an animal, quite literally.
The guest bedroom is always in a state of waiting for clean sheets, clothes to be ironed or laundry to be put away.
Last but certainly not least, there’s always food hanging around, wanting its moment in the spotlight.