I've been working on some ah-maz-ing writing projects recently. Books, scripts, ghost blog-writing and even some conceptual editing. I love it all!
But what I don't love? The back aches that come along with sitting over a desk all day. So, come with me as I share some of the spots that I wish I were laying in to work... and all of these spots just happen to involve an amazing swing.
Repeat after me... HEAVEN!
I hammock in the woods! The wind blowing through the leaves. The squirrels scampering in the trees and the birds singing. And food. There's food there. If I just picked up enough swinging motion, I might be able to grab something to eat without even having to get out.
All I need is a ladder so I can jump from above and hopefully land in that thing... or I need someone unlucky enough to have to hoist me in. No offers, huh? I'll go get the ladder.
I'll take this throw back to the 70's any day of the week. Sure, I'd have to sit criss-cross apple sauce, but this just looks so womb-like that I can't resist.
Yes. Please. I could live in this one. Literally! It's as big as a bed and it even has that little coffee table attachment that is perfect to hold one of the three or four cups of coffee I chug in a day.
This one reminds me of Goldilocks and the Three Bears. If I were Goldilocks, this is swing you'd find me sleeping in because it was just right. Sweater blanket and faux fur for the win!
Not gonna lie, although I love this look, I'd flip right out of that thing just trying to get in in. And I'd probably land in the water, but it sure does look dreamy. For me, hammocks are like bras. The older I get, the more support they have to have. 🙂
Okay, who am I kidding, here? I would never in a gazillion years get my butt in that bath swing, sphere thingy but is it cool or what?! If you get in this thing there is no hiding. From anyone - including yourself. And apparently, for the owner of this particular one, they aren't shy a bit because they've got it in front of a wall of windows AND in the middle of their living room. These folks live on the wild side and I hope they don't hurt themselves as they climb out all wet and slippery. And hey, now that I look at it more closely, there looks to be a stripper pole down the center so you can kill several birds with one stone with just one dip! 🙂 [Don't ask me how you get the water in there. This is a fantasy post so I don't have to know that stuff]
And last but not least, for the cat owner:
Maybe if we got them one of their own, they'd stay off our keyboard!
Thanks for joining me on my fantasy writer's life of just swingin' away as I write! Which one would you choose to sleep in... I mean, write?