I think this happens every single year. About this time, I start daydreaming about leaving this swamp, and finding a house on the beach somewhere in the northeast. Necessities like new jobs, etc. don't matter. Far more important is collecting pictures of what the dream beach house will look like:
Simple kitchen with a nautical counter.
Cutest tile in the bathroom.
Bedroom with epic windows
Happy breakfast nook where I'd gladly have a 4 or 5 hour breakfast. (Those twins are clearly Alison's coming to visit! Or Clara's dressed as boys, I guess.)
I can relate.
ReplyDeleteI just went to Cape Cod a few weeks ago and I've been in beach house dream mode ever since.
This house would be per-fect. I especially like the twins :)
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