Fantasy World

OK…I'll make the admission. I live in a fantasy world.

No…not literally. Hubby and I actually have a pretty modest existence. We have a modest home, live on a modest income (for our area) and drive modest vehicles. (Ok...his car is a bit flashier than my granny mobile...) While we enjoy travel and entertainment, we don't eat out every night or embark on luxury vacations. Usually a day trip to the national parks will suit us just fine.

No…in my head, I live out a fantasy life. Amazingly, it is still a modest life, just a little better than the one that we're currently living. It helps me to make it through the day-to-day things in this life if I have this little place to escape to.

Mostly, I envision the same house we're in now, just better. The windows are new, the kitchen is remodeled (with Granite counters!) and our bathrooms have been redone. There's a bath tub big enough for soaking in. Everything is organized. The house is always clean. And of course, I don't have to do the cleaning. It is a fantasy world, after all.

We have no money worries. No mortgage to pay, no bills…they just don't exist.

I drive a new car. Nothing very fancy – it gets good gas mileage and has a sunroof and heated seats. Those of you that live in very warm environments and don't have a need for butt warmers in your car seats can count yourselves lucky. It's my fantasy, and I don't want to have a cold butt.

While I'm at it, the temperature in my fantasy house is always perfect for me. Never too cold!

I have the same husband – proof positive that it really is love – he's just home more often, has more money and cleans up after himself. Again – It's a fantasy!! Let me dream!

I don't have to work, and we travel more. I'm not talking trips to fantastic places all the time. Of course, there are some of those trips, but mostly we're just driving to see something new and enjoying our time together.

Sometimes, I break away from the mold and envision us in a different house. A bit bigger than our current home, and it's an old home. Something with character and charm. And a wraparound porch. And land. Space for the dogs to run, a blank slate for me to garden, and big enough for our (future) kids and their friends to have a safe place to play. And there is a multi-car garage for Hubby. Of course, even in my fantasy world, I am a realist and know that no matter how many car stalls we have, my vehicle will never see the inside of a garage. (It may be a fantasy, but even I have limits to how far I'll allow my imagination to roam!) More car stalls means more cars for Hubby. J So in this other fantasy house, I have a covered carport for me, and a big detached garage with a workshop for Hubby.

That's it. I guess that this is proof that it really doesn't take much to make me very happy. I'm pretty well grounded in this reality. Our life is good. I don't need expensive things to make life complete. I just want my loved ones around me, and a secure, comfortable lifestyle.

My fantasy world isn't something so extravagant that it is out of reach for us. In reality, I see it as what we're working for. And it is attainable. Perhaps I'm just looking ahead and seeing what is down the road a ways. And that's fine…I like what I'm seeing. I hope we get there.