"I see it’s not change I’m after, but peace."

 here's my house-fantasy, or some of it.

 

It's either a duplex with, or within sight of Delight's house.  Like a tin-can-on-a-string kind of distance. There's a fenced in yard for a possible dog to play in, and a firepit, and a compost heap (which will probably end up being for Delight's garden) maybe even a herb garden.  I've got a brightly colored front door, with a screen door for when I want to let a breeze in. Or we'd have houses that connected by means of some sort of cloister, a covered path outside between our backyards.

 

My kitchen would be epic. It would have some sort of flooring that doesn't involve white tile and stain-attracting grout. There'd be a separate pantry with a door that I can hang my aprons on one side and my spices on the other. There'd be a place for recycling and trash that was the appropriate side for the amount of each my household generates. There are cupboards everywhere, with elegant not-brass-colored hinges and handles, and one with divisions for all the tall things like cookie sheets and cutting boards and lids.   The counter would be black and white in some rock-like pattern, but in a green material that doesn't attract stains or require any particular sort of sealant applied religiously. The backsplash would echo the counters. There would be enough counter space for three people to work in the kitchen, and each appliance would be logically separated from the other appliances, so using the stove didn't mean the fridge couldn't open, and accessing the pantry didn't block the trash.  

 

The stove would be gas, the fridge would be standing with side by side freezer and fridge, but I'd also have a small deep freeze, either in the pantry or in the basement.   It would have a dishwasher.  It would have space for a bookshelf full of cookbooks, and a bay window where I got to hang all my strange glass baubles.    

I'd have two bathrooms, possibly 2 and half.  One would have a giant soaking tub, the other large standing shower.   One would have a double-sink, there would be a whole linen closet in one. There would be interesting lightfixtures, involving branches or prisms.

 

In my basement, I'd have space for cat litter, and a laundry station, which would include a washer, a drier, a sink. a cupboard for all the sundries laundry requires, and storage.  Shelves for Light's less-used games, bookcases for all the second-tier books that I can't yet give away.   There would be bins for things to donate, and bins for things that require some sort of special disposal.  There'd even be a bin where sad electronics lived, awaiting their eventual fate.    Hell, maybe we'd put a treadmill and a place to set laptops to watch while using it.

 

There'd be an entrance way immediately off the front door where you could hang your coat and sit down and take your shoes off, with a basket for incoming mail for me to sort and take action on.   There would be a dining room with a giant table and comfortable, probably mismatched chairs.  There would be a room with a couch and game consoles and squishy things, and most of the stuff would be set up so I could close it all off and have this double as a playspace for small children I'm aunting and be childproof.

 

Basically, it would be big enough so that three people would always have designated places that their stuff went, and four cats wouldn't be too too much of a burden on the space. I've got my books, and my desire to craft things, Light has his board games, and I believe both of the boys just naturally incline towards mess.  Or are at least much less order-focused than I am.  

And (of course), I'd like to still be near a bus route.