I want to have a little old house on a big block of land, nestled in trees and flowers. It would have wooden floors painted white and only a small number of rooms; a pretty garden with an office tucked away out the back, separate from the house and hidden by trees. Jake and I would live there with our French Bulldog, Fran, and we would have our dream jobs. We’d have enough money to go travelling for months in Europe, America, the Caribbean and anywhere else our hearts desired. We’d wear nice clothes and have our friends around on the weekends. Our garden would be home to chickens and organic fruit and vegetables and we would cook together all the time. Maybe none of these things will become our reality, but we can dream and we can hope and we can strive to make them happen.
Kalla and I are officially starting Pilates next week on Thursday; I’m super excited! Also, on the 17th the little boy I nanny and his family are going on holiday for a month so I have a whole month with no uni and no night time work! Plus Jake has holidays from work from around the 20th so we can do fun stuff during the week and the weekend! This Christmas break is going to be brilliant; I hope.