As I was looking for a house with my husband, I had a dream.
I really, more than anything, wanted a house by the water or by the forest.
I envisioned it to be my house in paradise.
It should be a natural safe haven for kids to grow up in and we should be able to have plenty of visitors often.
I should be able to have my home office there with a view of the nature.
In the northern part of Sweden where I grew up, this desire is considered nothing special at all.
We have more nature than people up there.
Here in Stockholm, the capital of Sweden, it was another ballpark altogether.
We decided that we were willing to sacrifice each Friday evening to investigate prospects on the net and plan the tours to spend large portions of Saturday and Sunday visiting around 15 houses for sale, each day, until we would find our dream home, for no more than 285,000 dollars.
We quickly had to realize that a house by the water was out of our league.
So it would have to be the forest.
Months passed and we started to get restless and started to make compromises in turning our dream into reality.
We started bidding on a house in a villa area.
It had quite a lot of trees on the plot, so it should work.
The house itself was okay and the garden, perfect.
However, even though we had the highest bid, the seller decided to sell to someone else.
We should have listened to our intuitions there.
We bought the second best house which was located in an even more typical suburb, villa area.
At least, it had heated floors in the basement.
But, upon inspection of the house by a specialist, it turned out that the basement was damp and, so, we withdrew ourselves from that contract.
Then, a couple of days later, my eyes fell upon an ad with an ugly pink wooden house in a forest setting.
Something told me we had to take a deeper look, in spite of the ugly pink color.
Houses can be re-painted, after all.
We fell in love with the place as soon as we entered the yard - fenced all around the enormous plot to keep deers out, and, small kids in.
The pink was faded and was no longer ugly.
It had enough rooms for all the kids and visitors we planned to have.
It had a garage and a carport, a woodshed, a large playhouse, and, even a gazebo with a mini-gazebo on top.
There was a forest at the back and in front of the house, and, a good distance to the neighbors.
We got it at 282,000 dollars - less than what we had budgeted and we still had some amount left to spare for repainting.
What more could we ask! We got our dream house in our paradise, a dream fulfilled after all.
My point with this story is, that:
- We had defined our dream house.
- We had made a pretty clear requirement list of what we wanted.
- We were willing to spend the time and effort required to find our dream house.
- We finally achieved our goal, our dream house, which was even better than what we dreamed of, within the limit we had budgeted.
Had I known then what I know now: I would have stuck to the goal and just changed the time plan.
This is because of the natural law of gender.
The law of gender states that the seed of thought, if properly planted and nourished, will take root and flourish.
The time for gestation is, however, not defined due to a number of factors which may affect it.
This is the main reason why you should stick to your goal and just change the time plan if you face major blocks preventing you from reaching your goal in time.
Be patient! You may be one step away from turning a dream into reality!