I Just Want a Simple Life

Brian and I have been discussing our plans to move. We actually talk about this quite regularly. What kind of house do we want, how big it should be, what part of town do we want to live in? Since our projected move date is still about a year and a half out, the answers to these questions seem to change on a weekly basis.

First, we wanted a more expensive and big, 2500 sqf house. In order to purchase one of these it would have to be the cookie cutter variety with no unique characteristics in a neighborhood that looks like any other neighborhood. That idea was then replaced with looking at the same price range in a more established neighborhood that had strict ordinances to adhere to. One where people cared about their yards and the outside of their homes and every mailbox had to match. Then we found this cute little house with four bedrooms, a nice yard, in a nice, but not too conformist neighborhood with a pool and a hot tub. This house was much less expensive than what we had originally been looking at. This house would be perfect, if we were in the market to buy. Plus, we could actually make plans for the cabin we dream of one day owning. So what if it doesn’t have the square footage we thought we needed?

Now we have a different idea. Last night we came up with idea of one day buying
Brian’s parents house. The house he grew up in. He thinks it sounds sad to live in the same house all of his life, but it’s actually a great house. It’s a decent sized, that will need quit a bit of remodeling in order to fit our needs, with a huge yard, the perfect size to install a pool and it won’t cost a small fortune (to us a fortune isn’t all that much money) to buy. Even with the costs of remodeling it wouldn’t be horribly expensive and our dreams of cabin ownership could still become a reality.

It’s funny how these little things are the things I dream of having. I don’t dream of having millions of dollars or a mansion. I don’t dream of taking extravagant, expensive vacations or having my kids go to boarding schools (well sometimes I have that dream). I just want a nice, comfortable house, with a few luxuries, such as a pool. A place we can go to escape the crazy world we sometimes live in, such as a cabin. Jobs that afford us fun vacations that Brian and I can take with or without kids. My expectations of life have suddenly changed from trying to have a better job, more money, a bigger house, a newer car to just wanting to be happy. Surprise, surprise. There is a difference.