The dream home

We went out for dinner in town and while walking back to the car, we passed by a real estate agent office. And there it was... like a shining light, an advert for a 3 bed townhouse on sale. It's situated at the most sought after area of my borough, with the easiest access to town and bus & rail stations, but still amidst the beautiful greenery and calmness surrounding I so desire. 

Then, suddenly I imagined myself and Haidan arrived at our "home". Our little rose bush along the private driveway welcomed us. As soon as I opened the door, Hubby arrives home from work.  

While Hubby parked the car in our private garage (just next to the entrance door), Haidan and I went straight to our favourite part of our home - the kitchen. 



While I boil the kettle, I went through our lovely organised kitchen cabinets for some HaroonAli teabags and biscuits for tea. By this time Haidan was already running to open our garden door to cari Boboy the cat, whose enjoying the early evening breeze in our mini garden.


While I serve tea at our garden patio, Hubby went straight up to the 1st floor to his small office- his retreat, his private little library. As usual, he'll check his letters and bills, made a few notes and then head to the living room. He opened the door of our private Julliette balcony to let some fresh air in. He settled in his comfy couch and turned on the TV.



About half an hour later, Haidan ran up the stairs to the living room to join his daddy while I started the bath running in our big family bathroom on the 1st floor.



A good bath, dinner and some DVD movie watching together- it was time to go to bed, and up we go on the 2nd floor. While I washed my face in our ensuite shower room, Hubby tucked Haidan to bed with a storybook in Haidan's room. Soon after, we all retired for the night, all happy happy and looking forward for the next day again.....

..... (sigh)

... what a good dream, Adita.... dream on....