Day two of house hunting, and I in love with the first house we looked at during day one. It has a family room with fireplace with a white mantel. A mantel I can decorate for every holiday. I can buy those Christmas garlands I'm always longing for in the Pottery Barn catalog. It has a formal dining room that could hold a buffet and a table comfortablely (at least in my head. No measurements have been taken. Yet.). It has a mature tree in the front yard that I got to witness changes to a beautiful yellow in the autumn and fills the yard with an abundance of leaves I don't even want to bother with raking because they look like they belong there. There are already planters that I can fill with flowers. Right now all I can see is autumn, so that means filling the yard with deep red, pumpkiny orange, and bright yellow mums. The kitchen is updated, and I can easily see my Rosanna vino plates decorating the wall over what is a kitchen island of sorts. I see the cookies and pies I want to bake in that kitchen. I see the fires I'm going to learn how to build in the family room. I see the family and friends I'm gong to have over. I see the family I want to raise there. I see my home. My dream home.
In the back of my mind, I keep hoping that none of the other homes we look at will top this one. Because I'm in love. Utterly and absolutely.