The Honest Courtesan

As I mentioned a couple of weeks ago, I’m in the process of closing down my incall.  Such passages are always a bit sad for me, and this one is no exception; however, that sorrow is mitigated by the fact that for the first time in decades I have a place I can truly call my own (and if mortgages are taken into consideration, this is the first time in my life I can truly call a place mine).  Still, I like a lot of the furnishings from the incall, and most of them will work one place or another at Sunset, especially in the atrium.  We had an unpredicted drizzle Wednesday morning before unloading (we got back too late Tuesday to do it then), so my mattress and the cushion from the round couch we call the “cat bed” are currently placed where they will dry most quickly.  Yes, that’s my work mattress; it’s a very high-end one I found really cheap on Craigslist years ago, and it’s so comfy I’m switching the one currently on my upstairs bed to a guest bed.  The rugs will make the floor cozy and warm in the cold months, and we’re even using my bar (you can barely see it just to the left of the mattress).  Since we couldn’t fit the floor mats in either van with everything else, the rugs can’t be placed just yet; however, we’ll get them soon, and I think once they’re in place the feel of the atrium is going to become a lot more comfortable and welcoming.