my biggest dream in life is to live in an old house.
over 100 yrs old would be the ideal.
i have a house all picked out in the neighboring town.
this is it.
oh the daydreams i've had about this victorian beauty.
they once filmed a movie there with jimmy osmond when i was young.
there used to be a white metal fence around the yard and one time
i picked a big ole' half chewed piece of bubblegum off the bottom of it and chewed it!
i'd have a heart attack if one of my kids did that.
oh did i forget to mention that the 100+ yr old house also needs to be a fixer upper?
of course it does.
i'm the kind of person that drives by houses that are all but condemned and says to myself...
self, we could do wonders with that little house.
and instantly my mind goes to wandering and pretty soon that little house is cute as a button.
it's actually my dream job.
fixing up the unloved houses of the world.
ahhh...it would be heaven.
daydream a little.
the thing is that the new houses of the world just can't compete.
look at the charm this old, beautiful lady has.
and can't you just imagine all the little nooks and crannies she has inside?
the tall ceilings and beautiful moldings.
original hard wood floors that creak and groan.
all the stories that have been lived between her walls.
if i had her i'd take her back to her original beauty.
give her all the dignity and grace back that was once hers.
i can just imagine the cottage gardens that would surround her.
full of old fashioned flowers and roses that would add to her beauty.
a girl can dream...
what's your dream home?