Dreaming of modest prizes

I dreamed that I won the dream home! I couldn’t live in it, of course. The insurance and taxes were out of my range, and it was a huge house. But I “owned” it briefly and I have a friend in real estate who was happy to sell it for me. So we both banked some money.

I dreamed that I won the dream home! I couldn’t live in it, of course. The insurance and taxes were out of my range, and it was a huge house. But I “owned” it briefly and I have a friend in real estate who was happy to sell it for me. So we both banked some money.

Still, if the home had been a more modest dream, I could have lived there.

It’s a good thing I didn’t win the car! Gosh I couldn’t park that in my back lane and I don’t have a garage. A little truck would have been nice, and I guess I could buy that when I sold the very expensive car and still have money to bank.

Imagine if the house was, say $350,000 and the vehicle was a small truck or a smart car or a more ordinary family car, gee I could move right in, or jump in and drive away.

Or what if someone won the home and it was a condo? Anyone could use a condo, to live in or to use as a rental property.

When I woke I reminded myself that dream homes have to be big dreams, with several bathrooms and a 10-foot TV and circular staircases and Great rooms. What’s the use of a small dream?

Not everyone can win, the only thing most people get for their money is a walk through a home that they couldn’t live in. The hospital gets a new whatchamacallit or two, and that’s good for everybody. It was only a dream after all.

Peggy Freeman

Red Deer