I've been having a recurring fantasy.
Oh it's a hot one, this fantasy of mine.
So hot it sizzles.
It's pretty simple in theory: tear up our roots, sell our house, quit our jobs, relocate to the quiet fantasy place I'm certain exists somewhere besides my daydreams.
Upon arrival at our mythical destination, we'll pay cash for a piece of real estate costing but a fraction of what houses go for in the suburban paradise we now inhabit. There will be no mortgage and therefore no pressure to earn the "big bucks" (har!) our current lifestyle requires. We'll have no-stress jobs we'll leave behind upon returning home. There will be no lengthy traffic-filled commutes and no hordes of humankind clogging places we want to go. There will be a vegetable garden, an office with a spectacular natural view, a huge woodpile, seasons with definition, and an outdoor cat to keep the shed free of mice. Our dogs will like it there, too.
None of our neighbors in this mythical place will care that we are two women who share a king-sized bed. The mythical government will welcome us with open arms.
Oh! There will be a hardware store in town, too. A real hardware store. One with a wide selection of all things which rightfully should be sold in a hardware store along with plenty of friendly staff willing to impart their practical techniques and wisdom to patrons. It won't be some lameass store like the one in the town where my mother lives that only sells 3/16 screws in lengths of 2" and 3" when we what we really need are 2-1/2" (yes I'm bitter!).
See what I mean?
It's irresistible.
This fantasy rocks.
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12 comments:
So it shall be written, so it shall be done!
Sounds like the lesbian collective ( by invitation, of course) that I have planned in a nice little community in Mexico. See you there?
sounds like a heavenly place.
we have talked about that before too. the thing that stops us at this point is the grandkids....well at least the one who is close.
max-mexico is too hot and i think they miss too many of the seasons.
New Zealand is a good option...
It'll be north, not south, Max. I do love me some snow. :)
Cris, right now it's the need to stay near my mother that makes this more a fantasy than the actual beginnings of a plan.
TOD, I do so hope you are right...
Hey, I want to move there, too!
Hey, the house right next to my mom (in EB's neck of the woods) is going for a paltry 50K.
Um, nevermind. I am NOT proposing we live next door to my mom.
gf, this is my fantasy as well! But remember to include really good DSL or cable!!!!
My idea of the good life is spending most of my day out doors tending vegetables and flowers, and chickens, and bees, and maybe a cow or two. I know, it's an old and oft tried fantasy...but it's mine.
I'm afeared that "pinkbonnets" won't thrive in that climate.
You don't watch alot of M. Night Shyamalan by any chance do you?
*grin*
we talk about this too. all the time. we can buy(collectively) a big plot of land and build. its actually doable i think...with some planning.
and sorry Max - but Texas is not exactly what i would call a liberal state.
the NE is the place to be.
The hardware store is a MUST.
I have this daydream too, but without the hardare store. I must now revise to accommodate.
Hardware stores that don't have at least an entire aisle full of screws are just plain wrong. I think I'll be in Maxine's Mexican commune because, much as snow is fun to visit, I don't want to be stuck scooping and driving in it every day.
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