Unrealistic Aspirations

I often talk about the things I would do if I were ever in a position to build my "dream house." For the record, I do have a dream house. I saw the plans in a newspaper once, and loved them so much I ordered the book of house plans that contained them. If I ever could have a house built to my specifications, I'd pull out this book and that plan would be the jumping-off point.

That said, however, when one dreams it is fun to dream big, if not dream completely ridiculous. If money were no object, I could move beyond just the dream house?

Any home I inhabit will have, by necessity, a doll room. It's not really enough, one room, to house all my stuff, but it's better than nothing. But hey, if I'm going to dream ridiculous, why stop at a doll room? How about a house with a wing for toys? Better yet, my dream house could be housed on the same yard as the Jaye Andy Lehmann Museum of Whimsy (all rights to this name reserved), full of themed rooms and galleries for all my various toys and artwork and toy-related artwork.

I think I might have to put this idea to paper, complete with drawings.

Reset

It has been a long time since I've been here. In fact, the only reason I came here today was to read a friend's blog, and decided that my response to her post might as well not be anonymous. Since I was here anyway, I decided to read all my own old posts. I knew it wouldn't take long, as I've been rather half-assed about this whole thing.

I'm in a much better place than I was when this page came into existence. The problems are still there. The dark tendencies still lurk inside me. Stupid shit still gets to me, bad habits still slip into my life, and the crazy ups and downs that come with all of this are all still there. I've come to realize they'll never go away.

For the first time, though I can truly say that's okay. I've come to realize that the one thing that we all have in common, the one thing that we can call normal, is that life is a series of up and down, good and bad, happy and sad, joy and sorrow. It's true for everyone. People who say nothing good ever happens just don't know where to look, and are completely skipping over the simple joys. And people who claim everything in their life is always perfect are just deluding themselves.

I've become a whole lot better at realizing that many of the things I take for granted are, in fact, rich blessings from God.