I’ve summited the highest peak in Africa and touched the rock at Everest Base Camp both at over 19,000 feet, yet I am still in awe with the view from my back porch.
Over the pandemic, I just started really appreciating the solitude of my own back porch. I had wisely chosen the lot upgrade when building, but hadn’t taken advantage of the calm atmosphere often enough. That had to change….
I sold my 15 year old rusting table and chairs in lieu of a comfy L couch that I miraculously constructed. But not after half of the structure sat in my living room for 3 weeks, through no fault of my own I swear, as two of the frame pieces arrived mangled.
Giving away my rarely used grill, adding in a new workout tower and reconfiguring mood lighting, the transformation was complete.
My home is my safe haven, so the porch is now a viable extension of that genuine sense of peace. It doesn’t even seem odd now that my first order of business each morning is to unlock and slide open the door to a bright new day full of opportunity.