I must not have won the HGTV Dream Home. No one has called me today, so I guess that means it wasn't me. I had my heart set on moving to California and into that 2 million dollar home. Would I have moved into it? You bet I would have. Who says I couldn't stay there six months and in Edmonton six months. The problem would have been paying the taxes on that home. I would have had to sell mine to pay the taxes on that one. I guess it was best that I didn't win the home, but I sure had a feeling I might. So much for my feelings.
Why am I never satisfied with my interior. Nothing I can do about the exterior, but the inside is constantly a sore thumb. I have redone every room two or three times since we built our house in'80. I circle from one point to another and am never satisfied.
I shouldn't go to the home show in Bowling Green tomorrow, but I plan to go to get some new ideas. As long as I can buy a gallon of paint, I can change a room. The question is...why do I want to?
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