Well, I've carved out my own little space in the third car garage and here it is:
Like how I've covertly stashed the "junk" behind the curtain wall to your left. Ugh.
But my chair is really pretty:
I have a reading chair too:
With a little spot for Sookie to curl up.
Also have a workstation, for crafting stuff. I hate the word "crafting." It either says "Hi, I'm old." or reminds me of the kitsch crap you see at street fairs.
Sookie likes to spend her time under my desk...in front of the space heater.
It's California for god sakes. Dog would never survive in less than 40 degrees.So that's my space. Where all the magic happens. Not like, the "magic" magic, but magic of the digital pen. I wish I have a fancy camera and could make the shots look like magazine photo spreads. But alas, you must settle for my digital cannon.