• I just wanna be rich.
    My house will be large, with only myself my husband and perhaps a home schooled child. The gate will be on the main road with a long driveway leading up to the ancient Victorian house, a ten minute drive surrounded by the greenest trees and ferns. The house is fading maroon, the white trim turning gray at the details.

    I want to have a butler.
    Who's name will make me smile every time I call for him, and Alfred Jenkins will walk into the room asking his mistress what's so funny. And every time I'll refuse to tell him that having him around is the best feeling in the world. He'll be sarcastic, and witty, and smile to the children. He'll be the handy man, the therapist, the gardener, the tutor, the alibi, the alarm clock, the laundryman, the baby sitter, the grandfather, the designated driver, and the best friend.

    I want my husband to come home every day.
    Everyday at 5:30 his car will be sitting in the drive way and I'll be waiting at the door to take his coat while Alfred puts his briefcase away. Perhaps he'll watch a little tv or read a book while Alfred and I finish preparations for dinner. After dinner children will be put to bed and Alfred will take his leave, I can finally cut loose and curl up with my husband in front of the fireplace and talk about today, and tomorrow, and forever.

    I want my days to be peaceful.
    My husband will wake me up with a kiss and we'll roll around until Alfred interrupts and tells us to get ready. After showering and dressing, breakfast is served. Children wake up just in time to see their father off and have breakfast while I prepare their studies. The house is quite after then and Alfred will tend to the children as I read lying down on the floor of the library. Lunch is served in the rose garden on sunny days, the children play as Alfred and I discuss the news and the day's happenings.
    After lunch I'll walk around the property, wearing down paths as I go. Sinking my feet into the stream and following it back to the garden. Alfred will have tea ready and we'll drink together on the patio as the children have snacks and are then picked up for their sports and activities. I might take this time to go shopping with Alfred and see old friends. I'll be back around five and we'll unload our loot and begin work on dinner as the children get back.

    I want vacations for only my husband and myself.
    We'll go diving or horse riding in exotic places. The wind always at our backs, we'll be together to watch the sunset on the beaches, and hold each other in the cabin after a day of skiing. We'll hold hands on a cruise ship and drag our hands all across the water of a secluded lake. I'll be there to watch him fish with his friends and serve lunch to them. We'll be downtown, uptown, and on the outskirts at a gasoline station asking for directions, ever content to be with each other.

    I want to be able to support my husband.
    I'll always be there for him in the mornings and evenings and always by his side when he's ill. I'll let him lead me through the paths around the property until he gets lost and I lead the way back. If he's tempted by another woman and come back home. I'll hope he's completely honest and I'll forgive him every time with a teary smile and kiss. I'll entertain his guests even though he's just picked them up after work. I'll always wear something nice and clean for when he gets home. The children will be beautiful and quiet when need be. At his parties I'll smile at his superiors and charm them with my grace, leaving them in awe, and my husband ever beaming over his lovely wife.