Thursday, May 20, 2010

Life would be perfect if I lived in that house

I've been doing a lot of dog walking lately as we're currently dog sitting my parents' poodle - who happens to be a flaming pampered petrosexual. Eddie sleeps like a human with his head on a throw pillow, sways his hips like a model when he walks, and has a discerning taste for cheese. He grew up with Dad feeding him Kraft Singles, but he's since graduated to Gouda, Havarti and Gruyere. Every time we go for a walk someone stops me to comment on how 'beautiful' he is - even middle aged men.

I enjoy our walks as it gives me a chance to see what's going on in the neighbourhood. I walk down streets that I've never been on and see what houses/condos are for sale. I live near the canal, so these houses I end up drooling over are astronomically out of our price range - but it doesn't stop me from mentally moving in and daydreaming about the dinner parties we'd have. It's basically an unrealistic utopia where everyone is witty, the conversation sparkles, the food is delish and the supply of wine bottomless. It doesn't matter that we don't really have dinner parties now....I just imagine we would in said imaginary dream home.

'Yep, life would be perfect if I lived in this awesome house right by the canal,' I think to myself.  I then have to question my sanity when I realize that I'm lucky to live somewhat near the canal, in an awesome condo we've made into a home. Which is why I felt somewhat less crazy when I came across a new book a few weeks ago called, 'Life Would Be Perfect if I Lived in that House.' As I read the book jacket I realized I wasn't alone in my everlasting quest for prime real estate. Even though I have too many books I'll never find the time to read, I bought it right away.

Writer Meghan Daum says it better than I can:

"There is no object of desire quite like a house. Few things in this world are capable of eliciting such urgent, even painful, yearning. Few sentiments are at once as honest and as absurd as the one that moves us to declare: 'Life would be perfect if I lived in that house.'"

Although I'm glad I'm not alone in my madness, I'm trying to quell this 'grass is greener' mentality and appreciate how lucky I am to have what I do - not dwell on what I don't. 

So, is it just me, or does anyone else have this idea that a 'house can make you whole'?

1 comment:

sylvia said...

you've just made me feel a lot better about having guilty thoughts of wanting a bigger kitchen, a bigger house, a bigger backyard, etc etc etc.. i think it's just human nature to always think the grass is greener on the other side.. and we always want more and are never satisfied with what we have..
my trainer just bought a house out in carleton place (really far i know!), but it's AMAZING.. floor to windows ceiling, HUGE backyard, gorgeous layout.. etc etc.. and i'm just like.. man.. maybe... hahaha..

don't get me wrong.. i love this house we're in.. and i'm really looking forward to making it our own.... AMY BUTLER WALLPAPER!!!!!! :)