Surely I'm not the only one in the world who had thoughts of a "dream house" as a child. I could be wrong, but I think I thought more about the "dream house" than the "dream wedding". But I've been thinking lately. Dangerous, I know. Rest assured that I only have about 10 minutes a day to have any thoughts not relating to parenting, feeding, clothing, or cleaning so I'm limited in how much damage I can do.
Does the "dream house" really exist? At least for regular people? And by regular people I mean non-millionaires. My definition of regular is pretty open.
Do most people live in their dream house? Or have a plan to get there? Or has this particular American Dream gone the way of June Cleaver and clean air?
Granted, the definition of a dream can change over your lifetime and that's the same for a house. A large house full of bathrooms and bedrooms would be a dream to a young and large family, but later on a house with less bedrooms and larger entertaining areas for all the children, spouses and grandchildren would be the dream.
Or do we spend 30+ years paying off a house that we don't love? Or even like? Pouring our blood, sweat, tears and bank account into what we could get? Are we destined to live in a soul-sucking entity with a never-ending list of things that need to be repaired, replaced and re-done? And possibly added-on?
Or maybe the new "dream house" is about being lucky enough to have a house for our family to come home to.
What do YOU think? I need someone else to think some more for me because my 10 minutes are up.