Dream House

In the last year, I've started to seriously think about what I want my first home to look like. I know that there are some specific things that I want. I'm big on bathrooms, especially tubs, and closets. I want enough room for my future family to grow. I want a home. You know something that looks nice and feels warm and welcoming. I want a space that looks lived in. I would hate to live is a place that is like a museum. I absolutely love the open floor plan. I want my home to have a good flow to it.




Most importantly, I need the master suite to be a place of peace, our solitude. I want it to be open and airy. I already know there will be one red accent wall with a black and white art piece. Black and white bedding with red accent pillows. This is the way I see the bedroom in my mind. Since I am a sucker for a clawfoot tub, this is a must. As is a big shower with a bench. I also believe that a private toilet is a necessity. Since I'm such a shoewhore, a closet big enough to house them is a deal breaker.



The kitchen is the heart of every home. Especially now with the open floor plans that connect the kitchen and family room. I like to cook. And I would love to cook in a fabulous kitchen. Stainless steel appliances just make everything look sleek. I need an island. Like seriously need. That is a must on my list as well. I haven't actively started to search for a home. But I have a general idea of what I want and don't want. I will be surprised to see how my expectations and my reality line up. Either or, I cannot wait to find or build my dream home.

Expectations

I think highly of the people in my life. I have been told that I have high expectations of them. And, I guess to a degree I do. I expect the most out of my people because I demand the most out of me. This practice has not always been beneficial to me. It's impossible to expect everyone to do what I want them to do. We are not the same people. It is such a hard habit to break though.

There are things I do that are just a part of my dna. I am the woman who never forgets birthdays. I'll always contact (via text, call, FB) a friend on their day. I am the Hallmark queen. I live for greeting cards. I think that a person should definitely be celebrated on their day. It's important. I will definitely reach out to check up on people. I just believe that all relationships needs to be nurtured. It does make me sad when those simple issues are not reciprocated. If you care for someone, you should let them know. It's just nice to be thought of. To know that someone out there cares enough to see how you are. Maybe my expectations are too high. I just don't believe that it takes much to let people know that they are on your mind or that they matter. But that's just me.

I know that I can sometimes be sort of high strung. I don't necessarily believe its me being stuck up though. I am very settled in many of my opinions. I know what I like, what I believe and what I can be convinced of. I expect a person to be the same way with me that I am with them. It's just that simple. I am a big fan of reciprocity. It's something so small but it means so much to a woman like me. Give me the same respect that I give you. Show me the same courtesy that I show you. It's a practice I think everyone should get in to.

The reality is this, if you show me that I don't matter I will forever remember. It does break my heart a little when people don't live up to my expectations. My tough girl exterior protects my soft heart. My feelings get hurt but I deal. My expectations and standards may be high. I can't see myself lowering them for anyone. It makes me me. I expect no less than what I put out. Reciprocity is wanted and welcomed here.