
My new home has three rooms counting the bathroom. Now, I think of each chair as its own room. The recliner is my TV room where I try not to sleep. The yellow chair is my reading room where naps are sweetest. The other yellow chair is where I write. The red chair is where I eat. And now I have only one sofa on which I sometimes watch TV, read, write or eat. Maybe I’ll call it my rumpus room.