Confessions of an Addict

I confess.  I admit it.  I am an addict.  A house addict.


I love to drive for hours, just looking at houses.  Whether it be a small cottage or a mansion, old or new.  I start to salivate when I see a flyer advertising a home tour.  I have drug my poor, but willing, husband miles away from where he is comfortable so I can fulfill my addiction.  If I have seen a house that intrigues me in the daylight hours, I will want to go back at nighttime, and if the drapes are closed, heaven forbid!  How dare they shut me out of their world!


It's not that I want to see what they are doing inside their home, it is that I want to see inside their home.  Christmas time, is the best, as most people leave their drapes open in order to display their yuletide decorations, but their tree must be pretty small, so I can see around it!  A lamp, burning in the window, is just as beautiful to me as a glittering Christmas tree.


So let me take you along to see some of the charming homes in my little town and, in doing so, let me show you the joy of looking through my eyes.

  

 

I hope you enjoyed the ride.


So remember to keep a lamp in your window, and your drapes open, because you never know when I might be passing by.

Hope the rest of your week is filled with all good things....Judy