Friday, June 17, 2011

Day 23: Decribe your dream house

My dream house is a mutil million dollar home...only because of its location. Location, location, location, right? It's just a simple house and doesn't even look very big, but I've already found it. It's on Balboa Island, near Newport Beach....and just a street away from the ocean. I love it. Here it is:Isn't it just cute? It's just simple. I love the porch and the rock and the little picket fence. I could deal without the neighbors living 12 feet away, of course, but I'd be willing to sacrifice if it meant the ocean was so very close. Awesome.

Now I'm not a fancy person. I have no desire whatsoever to live in a big house. A big house means lots of cleaning and lots of maintaining. My tiny house I live in already gives me enough grief without adding to that by making it much bigger....seriously how many toilets have we replaced in the last two years? Three....okay, technically two because we're still out our master bathroom's. Ugh. A big house also means keeping up with the Jones's. I have no interest in that either. I am very content in a small house living near humble good people. I've been itching lately for maybe a teensy bit bigger home than the one we have now so that the kiddles could have more space and privacy with their own rooms...but I wouldn't go very much bigger...just a room or two.

I am an avid fan of the Parade of Home, which has been going on the last couple of weeks. Every year my friend, Adrianne, & I go and visit all the fancy homes of Utah County. We've gone for years and years and years. Ben calls it house porn. Yeah, that's pretty much an appropriate term because I think for most people it is. I've heard of some people that say it makes them miserable to go and see all that others have and they don't. I'm not like that at all. I just thoroughly enjoy going to see some cool stuff. I've always really been into architecture and interior design...probably would've pursued either if it hadn't been for the math & geometry (yuck!) involved. I used to build the most amazing LEGO houses as a youngling. Serious, I was like the Hatfield builder of LEGO homes. I love going to see houses and different layouts. I even love going to unfinished houses and seeing how they are coming together. So, Parade of Homes is always on the top of my list. My kids love it too and this year I've done the craziest thing...take the four of them with me...along with Adrianne's three! Yikes! I can honestly say that there haven't been too many homes on the route this year that I've had any desire to ever have. There's been a few I liked the layout in and I really always love the Hatfield homes because they kind of look old-fashioned and have a lot of character, although they are usually way too fancy and ginormous for me.

There are three things I do always come home wishing I had & hope that I can have some day in my dream house. A backsplash like this in my kitchen:A walk-in pantry! :...and an organized mudroom:

But do those really count as luxuries? I think they just count as necessities for people that organizationally OCD like me! If I could have one luxury item though, it wouldn't be the washer & dryer in my huge walk-in closet, it wouldn't be a pool (although I still really, really want this someday), it wouldn't be a huge movie theater, or even a four car garage. It would be a giant salt water aquarium like this:
I've always wanted one. Even before my house porn addiction and finding the exact one I want...a seethrough one. Isn't it just awesome? Crossing my fingers, crossing my fingers.

2 comments:

lindseyfrancom said...

That aquarium is awesome. As long as someone else cleaned it though :)

Cute house and that close to the ocean would me amazing. I'm totally with you about the big house thing. It would be too much stress.

Mel said...

"Now I'm not a fancy person. I have no desire whatsoever to live in a big house. A big house means lots of cleaning and lots of maintaining"

Same here. I've never seen the point of having way more space than you need. As you say, it's a lot to dust and it wouldn't be long before I started feeling very lonely. I don't like to feel like a house is about to swallow me whole.

I agree with you about neighbours being so close too. Houses in England tend to be build in ugly great chains and I could do without that. It's never yet got to the point where I've run out of the front door and screamed "LOOK EVERYBODY, GET OUT OF MY STREET!", but I'm well aware that given the choice, I'd have a lot more space between me and the neighbours than is common here. It's nothing to do with them as people, just that there are times when I want to feel like I'm not sharing the same space with eight other people.

But I'm really crying for the moon there. You do see completely detached properties here but they always have a crazy house valuation on them.