i want enough money for a down payment on a house, fees, and all of the other stupid expenses that come with buying a house.
i want a craft room; the ability to bake, cook, and create with my children all day. carve homemade stamps, roll out dough, nurse, change a diaper or two, write a thank-you note and love letters to my friends, kiss my husband in the rooms we will dwell in for the rest of our lives.
at any given moment, of any hour, on any day, this is what i am obsessing over. i’m pining for a house…to make a home out of.
this is all i think about. this is all i want.