i've always considered myself a country girl.
i've always wanted horses and an old farmhouse.
my dream would be to have my husband out farming and me at home making bread and drying our clothes on the clothesline.
it's not my fault, i grew up with a horse infatuation... in virginia.
have you seen virginia horse farms?
yeah. that's what i grew up dreaming of.
only, i'm realizing that i did not marry a horse farmer...
(or cowboy, but please don't tell the professor it would break his heart)
and, i'm really not a cowgirl
at this transition time of life, i'm not sure what to do.
do i give up my dreams?
or do i fight to get them?
and really... what do i want? and why do i want it?
i like to mentally decorate, and to dream of my "future" house.
i think, we will graduate this year.
rent for a year wherever we move...
and buy a house.
i don't think we'll be in that house, maybe 3 years, then we'll move again.
that's my life according to jen.
(was it just me, or did you also hear a little smile from the heavens?)
i think someday we will have money.
and someday i will have a house of my dreams.
only... when that day comes... i need to know what i want.
what is the house of my dreams?
i'm prejudice against big houses and fancy neighborhoods.
i hate them.
but, i have a lot of kids, and i want land.
right now, i think i want a white farmhouse.
with a kitchen like this
dining room like this
and bedrooms like this
and... a backyard like this
but, i don't think i'll ever get it.
i think i'm a city girl.
married to a professor.
with city kids and someday, a tiny indoor dog.