Dreamers never live.

Someday,

I'd like to have a clean, spacious home with a lot of white walls and black, sexy furniture and clear dishes and decor.

And, I'd like to have Kleenex Puffs in the living room, and I'd like to have a clear bowl of Hersey Kisses or Dove's on each in-table.

I'd also like to make Rice Krispie Treats, and those big things where it's Cool-Whip, then a layer of strawberries, blueberries, etc, then another layer of Cool-Whip, then another layer of berries, then Cool-Whip again. And I want to make them, with one ingredient at a time, so that the kitchen stays beautiful, white and clean, and it looks effortless as I do it.

And, I want to have candles burning almost constantly. Sugary candles, vanilla ones, holiday ones (like pumpkin, candy-cane, etc).

I want to have birthday parties for my children, for our families, at home, like in the backyard or something, with a trampoline and music, and food. And cake, of course. And, perhaps birthday slumberparties for their friends? With breakfast in the morning!?

I want to be organized, with my planner, with my working life, my family, my home. I want to feel secure and stable and content and more relaxed.