Mr S wants to move and buy a house. I don't.
He wants a garden where he can grow things (potaotes, herbs and berries). I grew sunflowers on our balcony this summer and may I say was very succesful. I had 7 sunflowers growing and blooming. Unfortunately we were away most of July when they where blooming the most but my neighbour enjoyed them very much.
I also have 2 olive trees, no olives though, and 2 poinsettias that are slowly becoming the plants from hell.... They just don't stop growing.
On the upside it means a bigger place to live, possibly two floors, bigger kitchen and a even bigger wordrobe. On the down side a garden, snow showeling, weird neighbours who BBQ and have strange parties, houses are expensive so less money - less shopping - less travelling.
And the location: I refuse to move somewhere where I can't go down town in 10 min or less on the subway.
I admit there is a certain charm in living in a house. I should know I grew up in one but I like living in an apartment.
And if we moved in to a suburban house area we would become the outcasts since don't have kids.
I intend to ends up a fierce old woman living in St Tropez, drinking cosmos for breakfast and driving around my much younger lover and myself in a Maserati.
Mr S will be fine - I'll hire a hot nurse for him ;)
Take care
Love/E
Song of the day: Just the way you are - Bruno Marsh
