Thinking About Dream Houses
I've got dream houses on the brain. You know what I mean? It's winter, it's dreary, and I'm daydreaming about cute cottages with picket fences, pink roses and all the charm and sweetness of days gone by.
This is my old house, the house I called "Valentine Cottage." We moved in, fixed it up for 4 1/2 years and then we moved. I miss it sometimes. Not all of it, there were things I definitely didn't love, but I do miss the cute yellow front and the picket fence. And the flowers. I love flowers.
When I bought it, it looked completely different. It was beige and blah and the yard was weedy grass and (in the back) overgrown bushes, and the inside was painted all kinds of "Victorian" colors. Dark colors. But it had potential, and it was in the exact neighborhood we wanted to be in, the one we had looked and looked and figured we'd never be able to get into. The houses there never sold, and when they did they were too expensive. And then, all of a sudden, in the middle of winter, there it was.
By the time we were done, it was a completely different place.
Someday I'd like to have a cute yellow house with a picket fence again. I'd love it to be on some property, but I'd settle for a really big yard. I'm not too particular. I just know that I want it to be in a pretty setting (or one with potential) and have charm (or potential). And it will definitely have a picket fence, whether it's there or I put it in.
A yellow or cream cottage with white trim, a picket fence, shutters and window boxes with a brick pathway and pink roses. That's what I want.
What about your dream house? What do you want?