Is your living space welcoming to you and to guests in your home?

Well, yes, essentially, I think it is now.  I have only lived here for three and a half months but I just HAD to get it "set" the way I wanted as soon as I could.  When I open the door to my little apartment now, I get a feeling of peace.  It's a small space.  The front door is IN the living room.  But it's just me. The bedroom is small but I treated myself to a new bed and pure cotton bedcovers that are cheerful and welcoming.  The office/craft room caused me some angst until the piles were tamed and the closet arranged with all the STUFF I have with me.  And I probably have another room's worth of STUFF still at my ex-husband's house.  But it's all okay  for the present moment and that's the moment I'm trying to live in.  I've been, as I mentioned, printing pictures for my little baby hall gallery of love.  It comforts me.  I've been figuring out how to LIVE here.  How to have friends over, how to craft or relax--with others and by myself.  I just made a mental list of who has been in this apartment and since I can, I will share:  Dave, Nina, John, Annie, Sue, Emily, Nick, Cam, Brent, Pat, Susan, Theresa, Robin, Mike, Kathy, Julia, Kristen, Donna, Dennis.  I think that covers it.  I AM a social animal by nature.  I just rejoined Netflix so am watching some movies again.  Learning how to live here.  I don't have a regular cleaning schedule yet though.  Up until a year ago, I had a cleaning lady come in every two weeks for 23 years.  That's a hard one to change.  But, I haven't brought myself to spending the money for one here.  It's such a small space and with just me,  you'd think I could handle it.  I would like to get to a point where I don't mind doing it, that it just feels like happy-nesting to dust and vacumn.  I'm not quite there yet.  Still, overall, sitting here in my familiar 1978 old gold chair, I feel pretty centered and at home.  And for that, I'm grateful.