by Victoria M. Johnson
I’m just like any other high-maintenance middle-class American woman: I juggle my family life, with my professional life, and my secret writing life. Okay maybe not every diva dreams of being a bestselling author or an award winning filmmaker, but certainly every diva aspires to hosting enviable cocktail parties and champagne brunches.
A crucial element to this scenario is living in a house made for entertaining. You know sprawling yard, swimming pool, and an open floor plan interior. I have such a house. And I have put it to good use entertaining friends and family. My motto: no occasion is too small to celebrate. That is, until my practical husband burst my bubble and told me we had to downsize.
“You mean from a two-story to a one-story?” I asked. Or perhaps he meant from a three-bedroom to a two-bedroom.
“More.” he said.
How do you downsize more? Surely he wasn’t thinking about a one-bedroom. I felt a bead of sweat form on my brow.
I LOVE this! No wonder it was picked up by AOL. And I agree. Your new house is charming and amazingly, it still has the feel of the bigger one. Looking forward to parties.
Hi Victoria. Great new venture. See you around the blogOsphere!
hi V,
Due to my recent lay off, we may be joining you soon. Are there any vacancies at your trailer park?
mikie » So sorry to hear about the layoff. Hang in there. Would love to have you as neighbors!