...but instead I decided to write about my flowery, housy dreams at 3 in the a.m. I wanted to get started in sharing with everyone what my ambitions are for the next two years--at least insomuch as it concerns the shell I dwell in.
First, here is a picture of the outside of my dream-home:
If that isn't enough to melt your heart, you should see the inside (I'm keeping that a secret, I don't want to copy-cats out there with 70 g on their hands taking my ideas!). It has about everything I was looking for, including the balcony, extra bedrooms for me to rent out, enclosed rooms for an aura of mystery, and space enough to breath. I plan on slathering it in hardwood, excepting the enclosed entryway and the upstairs master bath. I'm altering the design a smidgen to make more room in the living room and and kitchen and shifting around the bathrooms, but otherwise... *sigh*
The loveliest part is that my dream could be a reality in the next few years if I budget wisely! I want to have renters, to make this house a home. I want it to someday be an oasis for people to escape to and find love. I want God to be there.
It is ever-so-much fun developing my ideas but I'm trying hard to be careful not to become obsessed. God has plans that are more mature than my own, and I need to learn to trust. So trust I shall.