If I wanted to live in a tent, I'd go camping. Or maybe I should say, if I wanted to feel like I was camping, I'd live in a tent. Whatever. The point is, my house has not been feeling very homey lately, at least not for me. Maybe if you asked the birds, bees, mice, raccoon, spiders and fuzzy caterpillars what their opinion of my house is, they'd all raise their hands (for those WITH hands) unanimously that it's the perfect place to take up residence.