A Recurring Dream

I live in a REAL small house. It's only 1150 sq. ft. It sucks, although it is a charming little place. Built in the '30's. with woodwork everywhere and built-in bookcases. Anyway, we are so cramped here [we have lots of STUFF] that I keep having this dream wherein I live in a real big house. My dream house is so big that it has rooms that I never even use. It has rooms that I've never even SEEN. Now that's big. My real kitchen is smaller than the interior of the smallest compact car. In my recurring dream I have TWO kitchens! One just for baking and the other for entertaining and everyday. It's a blast. I actually look forward to sleeping so that I can dream some more about this big house with rooms I've never even seen. [You can thank the med cocktail that I'm on for these vivid dreams.] I've seen tents bigger than my house.

Well, if I could choose a house to live in, any house, it would be Fallingwater by F.L. Wright. But alas, it is not to be, so all I can do is dream. I'll sign off for now, it's almost dreamtime.