Spoiled?

I was thinking today about how I would just love my own room....my own space. Violet has her room, the boys have their room, John has his studio. I guess I have a quasi office back here in the laundry room. However, John uses it too, it is communal space...not to mention, the washer and dryer are in here. And, when John gets up to go to work, he grabs his breakfast and comes in here and checks his email. There are usually dirty dishes greeting me when I get back here. And, like today, some food substance that is all sticky on my mouse and computer keys. Ahhhh....a space of my very own. Where if anything was out of place, it would be me who did it! I saw in a book about small homes this awesome room. It was like a pull down attic. It was tiny. You could only sit in it. That is what I want, a pull down secret set of steps to my sacred space. I want a small window and a small alter. I want to ring a bell, light a candle and just sit up there...all by myself! Just me myself and I taking deep breaths. SOMEDAY! Maybe I could even build it myself. Hmmmm.....