Just Dreaming

  Today my mind feels like it’s going to explode with ideas and dreams. My body is twitchy and my mouth is running at full speed. (Poor Linda and Dodie listened to me rattle on with my arms and hands waving erratically all over the place. I’m sorry! Thank you for listening!)
I get these ideas in my head sometimes. They are strong and won’t leave me alone. For example when I had this crazy idea to start a blog. I had no idea whatsoever how to start one or have any computer experience, but it wouldn’t leave me be until I went for it. Once I decided that I wasn’t going to try to make any money off of it, but to just write to encourage, it has been fun! 

Some ideas have been flops. I once thought I really wanted to get a christian counseling degree. I volunteer with homeless women and I wanted to understand how to help them better. So instead of putting in an application to college, I chose to dip my toe in by buying an expensive curriculum about christian counseling for women. I have watched about half of the videos, but they are so boring! I’m sure if I continue to watch them, I will gain more insight. But I hate that I wasted the money.

  For the past 23 years I have been a stay-at-home momma. In two years, Superman and I will be empty nesters. I wonder what our life is going to be like. I’m not afraid or anything like that, just wondering. I dream that Superman and I will hang out like this when he comes home from work…relaxed, chit chatting about our day over a glass of wine or a nice cold beer.
Will we live in this house? Do we downsize? Buy a vacation home?  

 My friend Sissy and I have talked for years about buying some land together and our two families build homes near each other. My dream would be to have a farmhouse with a wraparound porch. I’ve always wanted a big porch. Maybe have chickens, a goat or two, heck maybe even a cow! 

Then Reality chimes in to ask “Who is going to mow those many acres?” “You are only getting older, why do you want to move farther away from the grocery store, church and Target?!?” “You can’t even keep up with maintenance around the house you have, how will you do it on a farm with critters?” Where we live now, I am less than ten minutes from church, less than five from the grocery store and Target (yea!) and walking distance from the tennis courts. So why are these crazy ideas even coming in my wee brain?  

 Ok. I won’t move. Then I have this crazy idea about building a craft studio in the backyard. My craftroom right now is in a windowless room. Wouldn’t it be so wonderful to sew, paint, cut and glue in this adorable little cottage?

Reality says that this is all cute and all, but you have a bedroom upstairs that could be turned into a craftroom. Forget about the fact that you just redecorated it into a guest room, use it for you! No one ever visits anyway.

Awww, but it is so cute.

 Ok, I’ll keep my house, but what about a mountain house? Superman loves the mountains! I could see us spending long weekends here hiking and relaxing.

If I had a vacation home, I dream of it being near water. It can be a river or a stream… 

 Or even a lake. Water relaxes me. And puppies like it too! 

Then Reality strikes again. If we have a second home, would we feel like we had to go there every free weekend? What about maintenance? When we visited, would we spend most of our time doing chores? 

Ok, so maybe not a mountain house. What about a house in Charleston? Our kids seem to be living down there and if we had a house there, we wouldn’t have to try to find a hotel room. We could hang out at the beach, paddle board, kayak, fish and of course see our future grandkids. 

Reality reminds me of the issues of owning a second home. Remember how wonderful, it is to rent, visit then turn the key in. No hassles. No problems. 

 I’ve been dreaming, also of selling some things I’ve made.  I would love to make, sell and give the profits to different charity organizations. I get so much joy out of cutting, sewing, paper, colors, fabrics, glue and paint…anything creative. I think to myself, why not do something useful with this talent and passion? I could have a table at a craft fair or sell on Etsy. 

Then Negative Nelly wonders, what if no one wants any of your stuff? What if it’s all a waste of time?

 There’s this little house for sale nearby. I’d love to paint it blue with white trim, cut the bushes down to the correct height and turn this baby into a shop! We don’t have many small gift shops around, so I could see this Little Blue House being the place to shop for handmade and unique items. 

I know that not every woman has a craftroom like mine. But they might like to create without having to buy all the scissors, punches, machines, paper and glue. What if women could gather here to socialize, have some snackies and make something they could take home? 

Yet I hear the questions and Reality of facts. “Mary, you know nothing about running a business. Do you realize how many businesses fail? To own a small business requires you to almost be married to it. And a gift shop?!? You will have to be open on weekends and holidays! You don’t have the time for such foolishness! You give up too easy. It takes such hard work to make something like this successful. Seriously? A gift shop?!?” 

  I guess it doesn’t hurt to dream. I think it’s good to think things through.
I have no idea what my life is going to look like when the kids are out of the house and Superman and I are stuck looking at each other. Am I suppose to be doing more? As the new school calendar starts again, how does my week look? Do I need to reprioritize? I can’t shake the feeling that something is about to change. I want to be ready. I want to glorify God in whatever I do. 

Maybe today, I just need to be still. I’ll continue to file away ideas. And I will keep on dreaming. Who knows?

 Do you have dreams? Are you scared like me to take a chance? What if your idea isn’t crazy at all? I’d love to hear about them! 

Thanks for letting me share! 




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