unintentionally, my dream of being a "house husband" has seemingly come true. i always said that this would be okay for me; making dinner, washing clothes, and keeping a tidy house. granted, it won't last forever, but while it is now my reality, i've enjoyed many of its aspects.
occasionally, i will find myself walking around admiring the place we have come to call home. since nesting nearly 2 years ago (gasp!), we have worked hard to add things to our place to create a homey and inviting atmosphere. it helps that we are both quite particular about cleanliness and order, allowing our home to remain free of clutter and mess.
granted i would love to have a place of our own. i dream of a separate kitchen with ample room to cook, or a bedroom with an attached bathroom. a place where no one lives below or above us, where i can vacuum at 3am if i so choose. where i do not have to hear the sounds of bowling or horseback riding above me (or so it seems). i would love for my piano, currently housed at my mom's home, to reside in my home. importantly, i long for a place where i can entertain any number of guests.
still, i greatly appreciate and enjoy the place we now live. it has the amenities that are important to us at this time. i look around and am proud of the things that we have in our place, called home.
3 comments:
let me know when you kids decide to buy that house in park ridge. i'll need to start looking at paint samples for my bedroom.
that made me pee my pants a little!
ah, adulthood. who would have thought! i'm glad you are enjoying your time as a house-husband!
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