The life I have imagined...
A Floral Emporium, in a beautiful Cotswold market town where everything has an floral element - from camomile tea to floral tea dresses, from fresh cut peonies to vintage floral bedspreads.
It is the sort of place you walk into from a bustling street and instantly feel that life is just that little bit prettier than you had realised.
Back down to earth...
Having said that in the real world I work for an insurance company in a job that no longer excites me with a mortgage that cripples me and a house I adore.
As a result, jacking in the daily grind and just getting on with it isn't such an option (not without the elusive lottery win at least). This, of course, doesn't mean I have given up on the dream... just that I am having to be a little more considered.
This year then I am setting up the online version of my dream - now all I have to do is design a website, get a loan, find some things to sell, persuade people to buy stuff from me... not much then really...
Watch this space...
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