Friday, April 04, 2008

The Driveway

I want a driveway, somewhere to pull into and park my car, my own special parking place. I want a driveway, with grass on either side and maybe a potted plant near the house. I want a driveway that I can back out of, that I can walk down to get my mail, from my own mailbox. I haven't had a driveway since I left home for college. I've always lived in an apartment or a condominium where I've had to share my parking spaces with other people, where my mailbox was jumbled up next to someone else's.

I'm not sure why I just want the driveway and not the house. I do want a house, but it scares me a bit. I am scared that I won't decorate it properly, that my mother will be so disappointed in my taste, or I won't have any taste, or my taste will be too country. (No, I know my taste isn't country) I definitely do not want many rooms. I like to "live" in one room and have a few others that I just visit every now and then. I would love to have a true master bathroom with lots of storage and a giant tub with a separate shower. Oh and I would love to have a wonderful chair right next to my bed, close to my bookshelves, where I can curl up and read for hours. A yellow chair. I am fine with my queen-sized bed, but a king-sized would be glorious, wouldn't it? And I want my bookshelves to be in my bedroom, I want to keep them a bit private. I could have decorative bookshelves in the den, but my precious books, they need to be near me when I sleep. I would have a kitchen too, a clean and precise kitchen, done in blue and yellow, French country would be my preference.

So maybe I do want a house and a driveway!

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'm enjoying your blog...check it everyday! Keep it up! What happened to your "love one"? It was great! Miss you...wish we could see you soon. Lanier

Saturday, April 05, 2008 3:55:00 PM  

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