Ever since I can remember I have had a special way that I fall asleep. I build and furnish homes in my head. Money is no object. Any location in the world that I want, I can build a home. I even "decorate" down to the littlest detail, like the knick knacks on the book shelves.
Yeah, I'm a dork like that. I know.
My current "home" is very close to my actual home. It would be in the country near here. Something on a large plot on land. There is a large sign advertising 402 acres for sale west of me. Something like that. In my head it will have a lake on the property, complete with trees and lots of shade.
I'm thinking a large rambling ranch house. LARGE. 6 bedrooms, media room, office, a kitchen to die for.
This property is big enough for me to have several out buildings. A garage for all the "toys". A house for my parents to live on. And since I have such a big bank account to afford this giant house, I have a house for the sweet old couple who work for us, cooking, cleaning, lawn care, and handy man honey-do's around the house.
Their names are Joe and Edith.
Maybe I need to not spend so much time in my dream world.
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