A day in my ideal life would start between 10:30 a.m. and 11:00 a.m. My master suite would be ridiculously lavished with gorgeous, comfortable furniture. It would have a sitting area, fireplace, California king bed, and an attached bathroom. I would specifically want to live with Tyler and our three future (I am not having kids until I’m at least twenty-seven) babies. But, my loved ones and peers could exist in my ideal world. My three-story home would be about three or four miles from town. The kitchen would drip in granite, stainless steel, and glass tile backsplash. I would have wood floors throughout my home, with the exception of the bedrooms (they would be carpet). I would have one room dedicated to reading and writing. It would be filled with books, over-sized armchairs, a cherry-wood desk, a computer and a window seat. The rest of my home would be filled with equally beautiful furniture. Every room would have crown-molding. After waking up, I would be able to run on the winding trail behind my home. I could run for hours and not be winded. Throughout the day, I could lounge, pet, cuddle, and take care of my pets. I would have a St. Bernard, a Tea Cup Yorkshire Terrier, an American bulldog, a Siamese cat, a Tuxedo cat, chickens, penguins, and hedgehogs. During the early afternoon hours, I would read to my heart’s content. Then, I would work on my foundation that raised money, awareness, and change in orphanages. During the early evening hours, I could watch (in silence) whatever TV show I wanted, without judgment. I would have a Diet Coke fountain that tasted fresh 100% of the time. At night Tyler and I would cook dinner together, and then lie together on the patio furniture and talk until we simply couldn’t talk anymore.
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