I think happiness in a home is something you feel when you're there. Like you say, Hannelore, going away to a beautifully deocrated and soothing place can bring you joy, but so does walking back into a room where you know you "belong." Its that BELONGING that gets to me. My granny use to say, "Well, I'm going home now. I need to see about my things." It tickled us to hear her say that, and now I find myself repeating that phrase.

And Ms M...you are so right. In everything we do, not just our homes, but everything, we have to do what works for us as individuals...I find that yellows mellow me out and I love them. Then adding a dash of red in a yellow room makes me feel bold at the same time! It works for me, but might make someone else think...ewwww! LOL!

My heart is in every room of this house, even though it may be old, not very organized, and decorated in early American poverty, it still reflects ME. I find that comforting, somehow.

Maybe I'll call it Feng JawJaw...