I often wonder if I am a dreamer or a realist?
I dream of living in a house like this:
However, I realistically would be happy with this beauty!
I tear pages out of magazines and hold imprinted images in my mind from photographs of kitchens that look like this:
But, then I think realistically I can certainly have a kitchen that looks likes this...one that won't leave me on the edge of bankruptcy!
I would love to have a room like this, secretly, because the pool man would never allow it...nor would I allow him to be in there...
Stinky boy!
So, realistically this one would work....for the 3 of us.
Please note, Cheeto covered hands are not welcome here.
EVER.
{{shiver}}
I have stored this image in my photographic memory for a long time.
How dreamy would this be?
Realistically, I could probably find a hammock at my nearest Goodwill and recover an old rocking chair for me and my punk so we could sip lemonade here.
All afternoon.
I would take a view like this...one I have seen in my dreams on many occasions.
Realistically, I could frolic here just fine.
I don't know what I am.
Dreamer?
Realist?
Confused,is probably more like it.
Truth be told, I don't live in my dream home, I live in a realistic home.
I don't have elegant furniture or sparkly chandeliers hanging in my bedroom, I have what I can afford. And what the pool man will put up with!
I have fantasies of what I want my dream house to look like one day...from the wrap around porch to the claw foot tub to bare foot toddlers fluttering about on real hard wood floors.
I have given up some of my dreams to be able to provide for my family.
I have had to become a realist in order to put a roof over my son's head.
I have dreamt of fancy vacations, but the reality is we cannot afford to take them nor have we. Ever.
The pool man dreams of having a business in which he can design mountain bikes, the reality is, he will be a pool man for the next 15-20 years just about the time my son is old enough to take over for him.
{we will see about that!}
I have dreams of owning a small shoppe, filled with vintage and new items mixed matched and cozy,the reality is I will be sitting here at this desk at work for another 15-20 years.
What I do know is this:
I dreamt of being a mommy to at least one child and I am.
I dreamt of having a house to come home to and I do.
I dreamt of a family to lean on and friends to support me if my dreams actually do come true.
I have both.
I dreamt of finding someone to spend the rest of my life with.
I found it.
This is my reality.
It.works.
This is where I am.
This is who I am.
I can learn to love and embrace what I have been given or continually try to change it.
The latter seems like a lot of work and un~necessary stress.
I have to remind myself of this often....
What really matters is that I am happy with what I have and who is right before me!
So, now I ask you....
Are you a dreamer or a realist?
A combination of the two?
Confused?
XO~







