Originally, when we moved into this house, the third bedroom was going to be our guest room. That is, after all, what you do with third bedrooms! My studio was going to double as a Whuffle play-zone. That is, after all, what you do with studios! Well. For a variety of reasons – The Whuff just totally hating the studio being foremost among them – it went the other way. That third bedroom is now a “study” (and a rather unphotogenic one at that with a huge baby fence around the bookshelves) and a futon has taken up residence in my studio.
Until now, the futon has been residing in couch form, and has been getting quite a bit of use while I blog and cut things up. This weekend, we had our first overnight guests and like an ADULT! I could offer them an actual GUEST ROOM! with its own bed and sheets and whatnot rather than just folding down the sleeper-couch. (Though truth be told, it’s a very comfortable couch and possibly more comfortable than the futon.) The only flaw in the scenario is that our house is weirdly constructed so that to get into the attic/studio space, you have to go through the bathroom. Not bad when it’s just me up here, but a bit tricky to preserve guests’ privacy and also pee in the middle of the night. (There is but the one bathroom.)
I’m really, really happy with the way the room looks with the futon folded down. So happy that I’m leaving it like this. Oh yes, I’m living the dream. BLOGGING FROM BED. Not *my* bed… but y’know… A bed. It’s very cozy in here, and it reminds me a great deal of my old attic bedroom in my parents’ house or my oddly shaped dorm rooms in college. In other words: spaces where I’ve been really, really productive.
The studio has come together so well that Nuno has been not-entirely-joking about moving in here and abandoning the master bedroom. Problem with attic rooms is that this is fine in spring and fall, but it’s cold in winter and very hot in summer. The other issue is that while he’s not up multiple times per night anymore, it is still necessary to be able to hear The Whuff should he wake. So, for now at least, this remains my own little cozy nook to be shared with the occasional guest. I think I like it best that way as if I was using the studio as an actual bedroom, Nuno would start “organizing” it and I’d never find a damn thing ever again.