My house is looking less and less like a home as I get stuff packed into boxes and ready to move. The spare bedroom is the worst now, because that's where the bulk of the boxes are winding up. But the living room is where I spend most of my time and there the problem is that, with all the pictures packed and the bookshelves empty, it just doesn't seem as "friendly" as usual. Sure, I've got the TV and my beat-up old recliner and couch, but what's been my home for the last few years is feeling more and more like a motel with a good kitchen. I can only hope that the new place in Ohio will start to feel right fairly quickly once I've moved in.