Piece of feelings

Yesterday I arrived home from work and I realized that I felt that I’ve arrived HOME. It was such a nice feeling. You know when you can smell the dinner already from the corridor of the house, you enter the flat, put down your extremely heavy bag and you feel that everything is going to be okay. It added even more of a "home feeling” that we finally washed out our first laundry with some complications though (remember everybody, it is also possible that you don’t have to press the start button, but pull it!!).

I would have never thought that it is such a nice feeling to keep house by yourselves. Of course it is also exhausting when you arrive home and you realize that you left some plates in the sink from breakfast, and you forgot to hang out the half of the wet clothes from the washing machine. But you know what? It is still worth it, because the feeling when you sit on your comfortable couch with a nice jasmine green tea and your Spanish language book, staring out of the window to the sunset and planning how to decorate the living room is a much stronger and better feeling. So put on some cool music, make fun of the housework and don’t forget to enjoy your own territory. :)

Our white house