When You Come Back Home, It's like you never left! — Archived

My name is Blair and I'm 25 years old, yep, just trying to figure it out. I had my first sleepover when I was two and since then, I've always had a knack for sleeping in other people's homes. Not that I didn't like my own home, I just never had a strong emotional connection to the structure and rooms themselves. For me, home is where my people are (without trying to sound so corny) so as long as I have my family and friends, whereever and whenever that is, I am home. ...and how much more fun is life when you get to have a sleepover in a place that means something completely different to someone else and the home itself is just a placeholder for millions of memories that happened before you and will continue to happen after. Now I am rambling in circles. Where was I...? Right so housesitting is an awesome opportunity to shake things up, its a vacation from the rut and mundane routine you were living, even if its your neighbor's apartment. I am so grateful to see how people live vs. how we think they do because when they aren't there, the only evidence and reflection of their live is their home. So I treat it with respect and sometimes make it look even better than it did when i got there!