In our quest to put some money in the bank and eventually rejoin the home owners party we have made some tough decisions.
One of those decisions is to not buy new stuff.
I miss new stuff….
I visit friend’s homes and am struck with the green eyed monster when I see furniture without biro on it, and furniture that still has its original varnish on it.
So I live in fantasy land.
I dream of luxury sofas from John Lewis that sit next to a brand new coffee table. I ignore the discomfort in my bottom from the collapsed springs in the sofa we own and let my imagination place me on my new one with a soft chenille throw covering my toes.
My imagination is pretty good!
In my mind’s eye, my dining room has a large luxury oak table, with silk covered chairs. My kitchen is top of the range with remote controlled sensors. In my head, my microwave is sparkling and new.
My dreams don’t end in the home, they stretch to the garden. Outside I have a luxury hammock, a deluxe garden set with sofa style chairs for all the family. A large, top of the range BBQ grills my favourite steak as I do a few laps in the pool.
As I said, my imagination is pretty awesome.
I may need to work harder at settling into thrifty living!