what is a dream................

Reading a magazine the other day I fell upon an article about a woman who said
'The Three Years were worth the wait to get my dream house". This woman bought her dream home and then had work done on it for three years before getting it exactly how she wanted, well that may me think about my place (cos otherwise I wouldn't!)

The first visit to this house took exactly 15 minutes, my husband picked me up from work at lunchtime to show me what he had visited that morning.  In the movie of my life I would come skipping out of this house with shiney hair and a fab body  (well it is a movie) smiling like I just ate sunshine or drunk several rum and cokes - turn to my husband and say "this is it darling (you can tell it is a movie) this is our dream home!" Well in fact after this wonderous 15 minute visit - large garage on the ground floor and on the first floor - dark bathroom (black and grey tiles), small kitchen (low counter suitable for munchkins), bedrooms - wallpaper that would have looked good in a mental home (maybe the owners were previous inmates) and a living/dining room which had instead of wallpaper had material on the wall which the owner told me that I could hoover to keep clean - hoover my walls!!!!! yep they must have been inmates!!! 
Outside the house it was my husband with shiney eyes that announced that he made an offer on this house (oh my god he has joined the inmates!!!)

And as God has a great sense of humour we got the house.

Been in this house for the past 12 years has been like been in a bumpy relationship, we have gone through:
flooded house (several times)
flooded garden
new roof been done during heatwave (good timing)
house rewiring
heating system breaking down (my favourite one is the day after Christmas!)
plastering walls
painting walls
new flooring
new bathroom
new kitchen
new toilets (really needed)
new windows
new doors
extentions
paving the driveway
new wall
new gate
and then the garden..............well it has gone through several looks, Beirut, swamp-like etc now it has grass!!

And with all that has come this too:
a french husband
3 tadpoles aka the "angels"  (stop giggling)
laughing
crying
talking and shouting!!
family dinners (the nice and the noisy ones)
kids birthday parties (especially the one given 10 days after the birth of n°3 - loopy)
coffee mornings with the girlfriends
dinner parties
family get-togethers
Christmas celebrations
christenings
St Patricks Day parties
My birthdays!!
His birthdays
bar-b-ques
the pyjama parties (my ones!)
friends staying
family staying (in laws included - honest!)
and all the times my Mum came over,
and the thousands of other memories that are connected to this house.

So surely now it is my dream house?

Well no because I have never looked for a dream house but a dream home and so far this one fits the bill so long may it continue.