Cabin Dreamin'

Not my cabin, but oh, how I wish!

When I was in my 20s, I had a hearty obsession with cabins. I happened across a copy of a log home magazine somewhere, probably a doctor's office, and became instantly enthralled. After a few years, my obsession was replaced with whimsy and I haven't given it much of thought since that time. Recently, however, the dream revived itself and thoughts of cabin life have been swirling around in my brain.

When I think of future goals, moving away from Omaha is high on that list. Once I get both of my kids out and on their own, I'd like to hang my hat somewhere new. There are two scenarios that would be my ideal: living in a condo in the heart of Dubin, Ireland, or living in a quaint log cabin somewhere in the Pacific Northwest. The former has been a planted seed for a few years while the latter is partially another planted seed of where I'd live stateside combined with my renewed interest in cabins.

In looking at my predilection for cabin-living, it's not hard to imagine. I mean, I am a Nature Girl at heart. I love nothing better than being outdoors and living in a cabin in the woods would be the perfect complement to that. I can see myself sitting on the porch, staring at the gorgeous scenery around me, in the morning when I'm drinking my coffee, in the afternoons relaxing after a hike, and in the evenings with a hearty fire flickering in a pit nearby.

Will I make my dream a reality? We shall see.

Do you have a dream house? Tell me about it in the comments.


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