I'm in the new house located in the forest. It's a large spacious house with white Spanish tiles, hard wood floors the stairs have rod iron posts and it has a balcony looking over the family room. The kitchen has marble tiles. My porch has a tropical theme to it and the dining room is filled with light and trees and it has beautiful sconces. It could be themed from Spain or Greece. This home is lovely. In fact, while I am away the landlord is going to make it more and more beautiful. I would say that my most favorite room is the library. I have put my cushy sofa in here and ottoman so I can read my gigantic art text book. It seems like heaven ?
Yet, I am watching British programming on the sofa today. I never thought I would find myself watching Masterpiece Theater ever. I am watching "Endeavor" about a young detective Morse. He is so sweet and adorable. He is working the streets of Oxford. It's so lovely. The homes there are so beautiful. What it must be like to be able to walk those streets day after day and just see beauty every day. The gardens in those homes are so well kept. Those people are so rich. I will never have such a thing. I will never have such a home of such great grandeur. I should never live in the land of NEVERS. I should never have NEVERS going through my mind and yet I have list of them.
I will never marry a man from England with a dashing English accent from Bucks. I will never live in Buckinghamshire. I will never shop for my clothes in London. My bedding will never come from Cath Kidston. I will never have an English garden with rod iron furniture in it. I will never have an afternoon tea. My children will never have curly short hair and wear dresses with bunting at the waist and mary jane shoes. My family will never attend a small 200 year old village church. We will never fill the entire pew. My girls will never have tea parties in my garden outside and pretend they are the Queen.
I will never live in a country that has a Royal family that I can admire. Live in a country that has such fabulous museums and operas. I will never have any of this. Does it not make me ungrateful ? Am I childish ? Is it okay to have dreams ? That everyone would love to have another life ? Haven't I discussed this years ago ? Why am I going through the same crap I did 3 years ago ? Anyway, that is my dream life. Whether or not my dream life would make me happy would be up to me....right ? Why not bring my dream life here to Georgia ? No it's to hellish to be a dream :( Besides there is not one spot on the property I could put an English Garden or rod iron garden furniture !
No, I wouldn't be asking for a life at Downton Abbey and perhaps just a million dollar life in the Cotswolds !
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