In viewing properties, I’ve noted when a particular room or addition to a house would make a great Man Cave. You can envision the largest big screen television commercially available, a “Cheer’s” bar, dartboard, pool table, and neon signs illuminating manly love of all things beer and sports. Man Caves are easy to imagine, because they’ve been “done”—there are even television shows dedicated to their creation and display. But what would a Mom Cave look like?
While I don’t know what it would look like, I do know what it would sound like—it would sound like…nothing. It would be silent. It would be soundproof. This is the precise reason a nice soaking tub in an elegant master bathroom is not a sufficient Mom Cave. You can put as many candles, lavender bath beads and rose petals in it as you want, but until you make it soundproof and impenetrable, even the most sedate soak can be violently interrupted by a door-banging, crisis mongering offspring in search of the solution to their urgent issue.
The basic Mom Cave would start with a soundproof, Fort Knox-like structure, with a source of oxygen. End of requirements. What about the finishing touches? Who cares! Let your imagination run wild, search Pinterest. project images of Cancun onto the walls, buy a 4000 DVD collection of chick-flicks on eBay, build a temple out of Cosmopolitan magazines, or just a comfortable chair and a lifetime supply of books you’ve been meaning to read. My Mom Cave would be a Zero Clutter Zone, with NFL Sunday Ticket, and an overstuffed couch. But that’s just me.
I’m one of the lucky ones—I have a thoroughly supportive spouse who appreciates my need for a Mom Cave. The down side is that in purchasing our home in 1999, I didn’t even consider a Mom Cave in our search criteria. It is my geeky Realtor dream to someday have a nice family call me for help in their home search, and indicate that a Mom Cave is an absolute “must have”. Challenge accepted!