Dream world

Not that I want to turn my blog into a place of materialistic greed, but I dreamed of what I would buy or projects that I would undertake if I suddenly found myself with a windfall.Here’s a brief list of a few wishful thinking projects that rose to the surface, and here are the rules if you want to participate in the comments section of the blog with your own wishful thinking projects.

  1. First, you can’t donate this money to charity. I know many of my blog readers wouldn’t feel right about spending money of some of the projects that I’m about to outline because they are, rightly so, concerned with the gross injustices of the world. However, for just a few minutes, pretend that everything is just peachy in the world, there are plenty of resources to go around, and everyone is sharing them nicely.
  2. Your list can’t contain a utilitarian item unless you explain why it is a dream project or purchase. For example, I’m not allowed to list replacement windows unless I can make a compelling case that getting them would save me the severe psychological trauma experienced each spring and fall when I raise or lower the storm windows; this trauma stems from an excruciating mishap that has left the nailbed on my left pointer finger disfigured. But, that’s a story for a different day, maybe the one when I invite you to come over to help me with the storm windows.
  3.  You’re not allowed to use the money to move. You also can’t use it to travel. Imagine drawing a circle around your house and yard. The wish list has to focus on that area.

Got it. Ok, here’s my list.

  1. The garage out back is what got me starting to ponder this whole list. It’s so ugly, though I do have it covered mostly with bushes now.

I’d demolish the garage. Bye-bye concrete walls. In its place would emerge a new garage that would hold two cars — my car and my guest’s car. They’d have to be tiny cars, but seeing how I drive a Ford Fiesta, I’m off to a good start. The new garage would have a second floor creative workspace painted a blue that I would only select after mulling over the options for hours at Sherwin Williams.

No work could happen out there — not official work anyway. Only reading and writing and craft projects could take place in the space, and most importantly, I would have a tin roof. And a Murphy bed. Every time a summer thunderstorm came rolling in during the evening, I would run to the garage studio to hear the rain come pounding down onto the roof, and if it was going to rain all night, I’d pull down the Murphy bed and read myself to sleep as the rain fell.

And, I’m going to take this dream one step farther by even specifying the  type of Murphy Bed. It combines two of the world’s most amazing inventions — sliding bookcases and a Murphy bed.Yes, I did just link you to a video of furniture that took my breath away.

2. Second on the list would be a rooftop garden. Right now I have a small yard and a male dog. Far be it from me to give my audience graphic details, so you can figure out why these conditions are not conducive to gardening. This is why I would put a garden on the nearly flat roof outside the attic office (the office where I would go to do real work). I used to think this roof would be functional as a suntanning mecca, but one time I climbed out the window to sun on the roof and only got a strange rash for my efforts. That was the last time I tried that experiment.

So, instead, I would grow cucumbers, zucchinis, strawberries, watermelons, peppers, and one or two tomato plants on the roof. Oh, and an herb garden because it’s expensive to buy those fresh. Then, when cooking, I could just think, “Oh, I’ll just run up to the attic, pop through the window, and bring down a few zucchinis and tomatoes to bake.” Mm…a little mozzarella cheese melted over the top and a little sauteed garlic thrown in would end the day perfectly. I’d also be inspired to continue to eat healthy, so I could stay thin enough to fit through the small window.

3. Finally, I’d put in some coat closets/bookcases flanking the fireplace in the dining room, a project I actually want to do. I was going to attempt to do this project on my own, and I was going to invite my dad when it was finished and say, “Look dad! I’ve blossomed into an functioning carpenter.” But, I tried to build a window seat for the attic office at the beginning of the summer. I’m going to have to invite my dad and say, “Hey, dad, do you want to help me build some coat closets?”

True confessions: I’m a coat and jacket addict. I never like to pay much for them, but I have an embarrassing number of coats. So, the coat closet would be helpful. Plus, I could store the dog food container there instead of letting it be an eyesore by the fridge. And, since that whole project is starting to sound far too utilitarian, here’s what I’d also do. I’d go on a shopping spree to buy 30 new board games and make it a point to have a bi-monthly board game extravaganza with a rotating list of guests.

If they had to come from a distance, I might even let them sleep in the Murphy bed and eat some of my zucchini and tomato casserole.