I’m participating in a couple of online studies/challenges right now. Since conference are few and far between this year, I figured I’d try some virtual inspiration on for size. My hope for each is to grow my writing/speaking/teaching platform. Because my BIG dream is to be self-supporting as a writer, speaker, and teacher.
BUT, these workshops have got me digging into all sorts of dreams that I’ve had over the years. Like having a therapy dog (I’m picturing a corgi). Or living closer to my family. Or taking a train to Canada and trying out my pitiful French.
The assignment for day 17 of my 30-day challenge is to share one of my dreams on a public platform. And while I kind of just shared four of them, there’s another dream that I thought I’d share with y’all today. I want to live in a fabulous, old, historic house.
Technically, we own two houses. One was built in 1999 and the other in 1971. They both mean a lot to me. I was born into one and my husband and I have spent most of our marriage in the other. But they aren’t historic. They don’t have pocket doors or slipper tubs in the bathroom. They don’t have century-old fireplaces or hardwood floors that have witnessed generations of joy and sorrow.
So, I cruise real estate websites and dream. My favorite sites are circaoldhouses.com and oldhousedreams.com. I mostly check out the houses in Appalachia (WV, VA, TN, KY, NC, and SC) but I can be distracted by that spectacular house on Prince Edward Island or in Italy.
And that’s my dream. To live in a beautifully restored historic home where the walls themselves ooze history. And even if it never happens, well, I can always put those houses in my stories. Right? Right.
So how about you–what’s one of your lesser knowns dreams?