house of windows and marble

Date: 4/25/2016

My husband and I were house shopping in a very expensive neighborhood that was out of our price range. We were playing the realtor that was showing us the lots because we just wanted to have a look at these homes and see what they were like. We were walking around the ground of a a home where workers were installing new grass and water fountains, and i kept thanking them for their work, as if I were the owner of the house in question. We went inside one of the homes, which was a town home style and incredibly immaculate. While the home wasn't very wide, it was very long, like a thin and long rectangle. As we walked in we looked at these marble and hardwood staircases, but what really struck me were the windows. The wall of the living room was about 20 or 30 feet tall and made of glass, and outside was the scenery of a mountainside. The grass was green and beautiful, and the trees were short and full bodied. I watched as the sun rose and set across the landscape and changed the shadows of the trees across the grass, seeing how the clouds ran across the sun and threw their own shadows on the earth below them. It was breathtaking, and Corey and I could only stop and stare at it for so long. It was like we were tripping on acid again. Then we were pulled away from the window to see the bathroom. We walked through white French doors into a huge, pink marbled bathroom with a jacuzzi tub, where the lady of the house was drawing a bubble bath. We told her we were looking at her home to buy, when her husband walked into the bathroom, seemingly angry and agitated, and he said barely anything to us while she sat beautiful and poised in a white bathrobe at the tubs edge. She invited us to take a bath with her, but I woke up before we could get in.