Winding Creek Circle

Lately, Edil and I would always talk about the house we will have someday. We often discuss land locations, area sizes, what to put in rooms, color schemes, what type of roofing we want to have and everything else. If you ask me, we might as well have the house already because all our plans are laid out, except for the money part It’s funny how much we have in common with regards to tastes and style preferences but can be complete opposites with everything else.

We would love to have a large lot, with a nice lawn and a small garden. We don’t like multi-level houses, we’d prefer bungalows with high ceiling. If we will get a second floor, it will just be a loft for books and an area for alone time.

We also mesh well with the color scheme tastes. He doesn’t seem excited with my love of orange for walls or accents but got convinced when he saw orange accent designs on the cherrywood furniture he wants.

He will leave the kitchen up to me, he just would like to have an island or a breakfast nook that has bar stools as chairs. We used to have that on our first home when I was a kid. Think of a canteen separating the kitchen from the ordering area. Edil wants something like that. Of course, with kids we would need extra tall stools for the kids. That would be nice.

Edil is also big on entertaining. Coming from a large family of eight siblings with a mom who can cook up a fiesta each time, they celebrate their birthdays every year with a giant party where everyone can come. Even if they are 25 already Edil would rather invite friends over than go out. So he wants to have a bar complete pub tables. I actually found this Cherry Finished Bar Set with Matching Bar Stools and showed it to him:

And of course he liked it. (It seems a little old fashioned to me but I guess it’s because of the shape of the stool legs). When not in use I think I can use this as a workstation in the living room (where it’s going to be, just in case) with my laptop.

House planning is such an overwhelming chore. It really consumes you that you cannot think of anything else. If only money is as endless as the ideas in our heads…