Sometimes late at night, after Dear Hubby has gone to bed, I feed my addiction.  I watch HGTV.  I watch the design shows, the home renovation shows, and even the house hunting shows.  I do this while I’m writing too.  It has come in handy for some scenery.  However, it makes me want to do things around here like paint every room, dry wall the kitchen and the last bedroom that needs it, and put in new flooring in the living room.

     Like anything other than painting the living room and kitchen is going to happen any time soon.  I’ll do that once I can open the windows.  Oh, how I’d love to have one of those productions show up on my door step and tell me they were going to do all the work that needs to be done.  Yes, I have wild dreams. 

     I dream of an organized, easy to clean home.  I dream of inviting people in without adding the words “don’t mind the mess.”  I dream of furniture that doesn’t look as though it’s gone through a war.  Yes!  Yes!  Then I wake up.