Ideal House.
To me, the ideal house is not an ideal house. It is a home. Instead of Olympic-sized swimming pools and steaming spas, all I want is a nicely-decorated, cosy bungalow, where my family and I can peacefully reside.
I won't ask for much when Christmas time rolls around again, children smooshing footprints into the delicate snow, just that I can have a fire, and marshmallows, and my best friends and family to gather around it and roast with me.
Of course, when spring bounces into action, I won't dare miss hiding baskets full of Easter Eggs for my children and carefully covering them with a blanket of grass, or shoving them in a shrub for them to giggle with glee at.
My ideal house is not a house at all.
My ideal house is a home.
That is 146 words, I hope it's good enough. :)
