HOME IS MY HIDEOUT

I would like to say the home wasn’t always like this, but that would not be true. Home has always been my hideout. From the first time I finally I got a place of my own, it has been my staging area. This is where I put on the bells, whistles, and makeup I needed for work. That was back in the early days when offices required we come to work all “dressed up.”

Now, they don’t care, as long as you show up at all. This is a big improvement. But I might wear makeup anyhow. Just because.

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Home is where the comfortable furniture is. Where the dogs hang out. Where I can cook and cozy up with a book or a camera or whatever interests me. Now, more than ever.

It used to be where I came home when the day was done. Now it is where I am, unless something else invites us away for a while.

Home is good.

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17 thoughts on “HOME IS MY HIDEOUT

    • When I was a LOT younger, I though a movable home sounded really cool. Now, the idea makes me twitch. I need comfortable. Sofas, beds, chairs. Comfort. I can cope without a lot of things, but I need soft furniture.

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  1. So true! I love your comment about it being the “staging area.” I’m a big fan of the sociologist Erving Goffman who used the metaphor of theatre in his work. One of the things he talked about was how we “stage” our lives according to our expected interactions with others. He noted how even in our homes, we treat some rooms differently because that’s where we invite visitors. The others (bedrooms, kitchens in the old days) are effectively “back-stage”, where we are relaxed and not performing. Goffman was writing in the 1950s, and we have (as you noted about dressing up for work) relaxed the boundaries between public and private a bit, but I know that I still keep the downstairs rooms of my house, where visitors come, much tidier than my office and bedroom upstairs.

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    • Yes, that’s kind of how I’ve always seen my life. My bedroom and bathroom, that’s way backstage. Where I figure out what I need to wear. Makeup: how bad do I look? Can I get away with hardly anything? Jewelry? Heels (back when I could actually wear heels!) or flats? Pants or skirt? What’s my “look of the day”?

      But when you invite people over to like — stay! — then you need to deal with Those Other Rooms. Now that we are both home, most of the house is more or less front and center. There’s much more flexibility than there was when I worked in my office every day. Now, it’s just a room one step short of a closet. Retirement is different in a lot of ways. It makes the entire house feel more like “one stop.”

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  2. When I lived alone I use to love going to the movies and losing myself. Nowadays, with a wife I love, a dog I loathe, and two grown children still living with us, I love going home and relaxing. I think it should have been the other way around but lately I can’t even remember the last movie I saw.

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    • I know what you mean. Being here with Garry is huge. It’s given me an entirely new life and sometimes, I’m so happy I don’t even know what to do with all that happiness. Yet, I always loved my house, even when it was just me. It was “my” place, unlike any other.

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  3. Yep. I remember all my bad marriage type things and how it felt when they were over and I came home to a place that I no longer had to share with anyone. I LOVED that feeling. I still love that feeling.

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