pottery barn life...

I want my life to be like a pottery barn catalog. Everything is just so, all the rooms are spacious enough to fit many pieces of furniture, all the childrens hair is perfectly placed, no one is crying, whining, or asking me for something. Everything is clean, no dirty dishes, no dog hair. I have strived for this for some time not realizing that behind the scenes the kids are crying, the snow is fake, the houses are probably on a sound stage, and the photographer is a pro. You see we just moved into a new house that would bring me closer to this dream, and as I look around, there are toys everywhere, there are dirty dishes in the sink, a dirty diaper on the stairs, you can see footprints on my floor. I thought my new life in my new house would be different, but its not and I'm ok because I had a few seconds of real happiness today, you know the kind that comes and goes in seconds, but in those seconds you think, I'm happy, I have a good life and thats better than a fake catalog.