I laughed at the story of menime123.
But in real life it could go like this:
Buying a nice apartment with a balcony with a view looking over the graveyard. So peaceful...
Having the balcony full with plants and a large tin bath with gold fish. Hardly any place for us to sit.
In the house eight cats and hardly any place for ourselves as well.
So buying a house with a large garden. Adding chickens, rabbits and guinea pig to our live stock.
Also a dog, who thinks she is a cat. And one of the cats thinking she is a dog.
So when we walk the dog, the cat joins and pees under a tree as well.
My mother visits every now and then and works on the nerves of my husband.
While my family in law lives abroad, so not having to deal with them that much.
Teaching at a primary school and soon after my husband joins.
So the children know pretty quickly it is very okay for guys to marry each other.
Having my nephews staying over now and again. So we have the kids just to go out and do fun stuff.
Just long enough to wear as out and then back to normal.
Travelling wherever we want to go. Not worrying about where kids would want to go.
Just the two of us. Having a lot of fun, seeing lots of intresting stuff and enjoy life to the fullest.
Having lots of diva music around the house. Seeing our favorites in concert.
Having one room exclusively for our CD/record collection.
Vogueing around the house singing along to all of Mariah's high notes.
And then cancer spoils it.