retreat

Yes. I have utterly retreated into home decor, the ultimate in comfort, um, porn. Above is the sofa I inherited from my brother- and sister-in-law in Block Island. I had long craved it, and they offloaded it when they sold their place. (They also convinced me to take the weird china art thingy on the wall—and the mirror image one in the other corner—to Claudia's Surf City.)
 My sister-in-law from Santa Fe spotted the lookalike Fendi sofa in a magazine. Score!