I'd like a grand piano, too - also no room. I'd also like a clothes chute and dumb waiter - no space or money for those, either!

Wouldn't mind a cook in the kitchen, a "Daily", and a yard man to tidy up everyday. I want STAFF!

A live in masseuse.

Clawfoot tub: would need major bathroom renovation to fit one in.

Penthouse apartment on the Quai d'Orsay.

A husband that would paint (or allow me to) more than every 20 years!

This view from my house....

A baby elephant.

Elevator

A cabana boy.

Like Ingrid, I really don't have a desire for anything outlandisly expensive, and can honestly say i'm very content with what I do have. Someone mentioned a cook, and i've always said if I could choose between a full time housekeeper and a personal chef, the chef would win, hands down. I'm blessed with a wonderful family and that's really all I could ever ask for.

i always thought we'd get a baby grand too, but haven't yet and don't think we ever will at this point... :(

A grandchild. That was my first thought when I saw this title. Otherwise, I am very content and don't have a wish-list for home decor.

A large, private room for an art studio but I don't have the room for one.

An outside pool. This is Minnesota. I guess I'll never have an inside pool either.

A huge cottage garden with jillions of roses, lilacs, lavenders, etc. that wouldn't require a ton of maintenance

I note several baby grands but only one baby elephant from maddielee. Is there a backstory ML?

I always kind of wanted a screen porch with a fireplace and a covered patio adjacent to it. But last year I moved into the last two homes I'm ever going to have and though I have a screen porch, the deck is uncovered and the fireplace is inside the house. I have two wonderful homes - one on a lake and one on a golf course. I'm very blessed and the above things are luxuries I'm quite satisfied to live without.

Do all the people who want a grand piano play the piano? I do have one of those and that wasn't something I really wanted. It was a lovely gift from FIL.

A view of my son's room with all the laundry put away.

A view of my kitchen counters without stuff on them.

ahhh, but someday when both kiddos are out of the house, I'll probably long for those, right?

A playhouse. I've wanted one all my life--desperately as a child, and longingly as an adult. Growing up there was little girl who lived for a brief while in our neighborhood. Her name was Nancy. That's all I really knew about her. Her father built her a charming little playhouse. The windows opened, and it had a complete kitchen with handcrafted painted wood appliances. It was a rare and special treat to be invited inside. I dreamt about that playhouse for years after. I vowed to get a playhouse if I ever had a daughter. But then life got too busy, and our projects all revolved around the real house. By the time life slowed down enough to take on that project, my youngest doll-hating daughter wanted a rustic treehouse instead. So my husband built her that. I considered building a garden cottage/shed for several years, but we've since downsized and no longer have the expansive yard I think is needed to tuck a cottage away in. So I've given up that dream. But then I go and see something like this and my heart starts to flutter again! (1920s restored child's playhouse)

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Apparently, I'll never have a coffee table I am happy with. In 25 years we have had three coffee tables and I've not been happy with any of them. We don't have one right now because we need the floor space for a playing baby, and I am starting to think I will never have one that I really like.

And I will never have a tidy and disciplined garden. I admire them so much when I tour them, but mine is always a hodge-podge. I had fancy plans for an all-white garden in front of this house when we bought it, and one by one the other colors crept it--there are purple and orange side by side out there right now!

I want Turquoise Rose's cabana boy. and a personal chef would work too.

I want a secret door (behind the bookcase in that library I also don't have) that opens up to the spiral staircase that goes up to the secret room.

Ah this is making me sad. We all have great stuff but regret what we can't have. I can't have the water consuming cottage garden I used to have (CA drought ). Moving will fix that and then I'm going to build a little log cabin for myself on the back acres of the property where I can knit or write or just listen to birds. The other thing I can't have now in the city is quiet outside except for late at night.

Kitty, are you moving because of the drought? I've considered that but wouldn't know where to go since no place seems to be disaster-free. May I ask where you're going?

Well, at least I'm within driving distance of czarinalex's Laguna Beach view. :)

I've always wanted a large bronze or metal sculpture. The desired design has changed over the years, and is frequently a horse, but I cannot see ever having enough extra financially to make it happen without guilt. Or probably even with guilt.

I must be incredibly greedy as I want...need...desire so many things! My list is endless! :)

I thought I was a fairly content person but now that I've thought about it....I'd like a twice a week gardener, lots of hardscaping, a paved driveway with curbs, and although I have a front porch, back patio, and second story deck, I want a screened in porch.

A horse. One of the nicest things in the world when I was seriously younger was to mount up on any saddle horse around and go for an easy ride on leafy trails or along the beach or through fields. It's been a few decades since I last rode, but I can still sense the saddle, hear its leathery squeak, feel the coarse hair of the horse, and see his ears flick back when I talk to him. What a companionable experience!

At this stage of my life I couldn't manage to care for a horse, though, let alone swing up and into a saddle (ouch), so maybe I would take on a rescue pony. I could lead him for walks around the small field we'd have to have and DGS could curry him. : > )

I've been horse-crazy all my life. Still have my first editions of Walter Farley's Black Stallion series!

A grand piano. I don't play, but I swoon when I see one perfectly fitting in a house.

sableincal - As a girl I loved Walter Farley's books and always believed that someday The Black would be mine. There was a restaurant not far my home that had a statue of a black horse at the entrance and I used to beg my Dad to take that route so that I could gaze longingly at it. We used to spend a month every summer with our relatives in NM and they had a mellow mule that I could ride.....somehow that wasn't quite the same. lol

Now for the original question - what I might never have.....this is kind of silly, but I would like to be a techno-wizard and that ain't happening in my lifetime! Buying a camera, mobile phone, laptop, TV has become such a chore that it definitely takes the fun out of the experience.

I used to swoon too when I walked past this certain house on Astor Place in Chicago where the living room was 1/2 story up from the sidewalk and you could see the grand piano through the window - especially lovely at night. Son used to live around the corner and I still say "I wish we had bought that house on Astor Place".

A built in pool with an automatic cover to keep out the snakes, vermin, coyotes, deer, bear, etc. I was born and raised on and in the water. Lake St. Clair in Michigan and the Atlantic Ocean in Florida. I'm very much a water person. But, out here in our mountains, pools are extremely expensive as our ground is filled with huge boulders. And impractical because of all the wild things they attract. I'm, sadly, never going to get one here but I can still dream of it.

I need to stop following this flag because it makes me want all the things I didn't realize I wanted. (Yes, including the cabana boy and personal chef!)

A playhouse! Teeda, yes, although I'd call it a gardening shed, too. :-)

A tree house for my home office. Alas I don't have a the right kind tree or the free labor that looks like Jamie Dornan to build it.

Full time inside & outside help but not live in. We have always treasured our privacy.

Maire_cate - I totally know how you felt about the Black! He was the greatest horse of all time! One of my happiest memories is of sitting with my mother in her and my dad's bedroom; she would work on her sewing and I would read the Walter Farley books aloud to her after I'd read them a few times to myself. She had the patience of a saint!

I am thinking that you also must have enjoyed Marguerite Henry's books - Misty of Chincoteague, etc. My favorite was and is King of the Wind. I keep it in the hutch in our dining room, a place for special treasures.

You mentioned riding in New Mexico in the summer. Lucky you! A mule may not be a horse, but he will still take you along some good trails. One of my best horseback rides happened in New Mexico's Bandolier National Monument when I was around 13. Bandolier was a different place then (in the fifties). It had small cabins for overnight guests and a nice restaurant, much like the big national parks today. It also had a stable of horses. So my dad and I went for a ride through that narrow canyon, in the forest against one canyon wall. We heard some stomping noises and reined in our horses. And there was a mother skunk, followed by all her babies, determinedly tramping along, tails straight up, utterly adorable. We stayed very quiet and still, until mama skunk veered off into the foliage with the babies in a straight line behind her. An indelible memory.

My list changes weekly. This weeks its a curved banquette seat in my future eat in kitchen and wing back like chairs.

My hubby rarely says no, however he has to this type of seating and since I decided it was best that we only have rooms we will actually use, no formal dining room in the new house.

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Privacy, peace and quiet. A house on a lot where I can't see or more important, hear my neighbors.

I'm just reminded of one thing I do want, a concrete driveway. The driveway is really long and curvy and would cost a fortune. We have asphalt with weeds poking through it and as we wind our way up I always think "Looks like poor white trash lives here".

No place is disaster free...but there are many pretty areas of the country.

In January, I thought of relocating to an area with a slightly warmer winter (for about three seconds) then realized where would I put the horses? I'm guessing they wouldn't like to travel : )

I love Victorian furniture. I live in a Cape Cod. So.......there are many pieces I love that just don't work here. But I have managed to place a few that do work.

I would love to place my tin ceiling in my house. It is stored in boxes in my attic storage space. Can you imagine an ornate tin ceiling in a Cape Cod? I have tried, it doesn't work for me. I bought it for my century house but moved before I installed it.

Sable - what an idyllic ride! And yes, you're right - I read Marguerite Henry's books until they fell apart along with Mary O'Hara's books and I think I cried my way through Black Beauty. We just need to move closer to Lavender Lass and her horses:)

I would love an area rug in my living room. We moved into the country so I could have my horses at home, and put tile floors throughout for practicality. I have two mini doxies, one of whom often engages in 'spite pees' when I go down to the barn. Indoor-outdoor rugs, carpet square type set-ups, rough fiber, you name it, I've tried it, he's ruined it. I've given up.

Lavender, lots of horses in the rural areas of Austin. ;)

Lavender, met a woman who trucks her 3 horses and 2 dogs (by herself) from Minnesota to Tucson for the winter. Where there's a will......

I guess I'll never have what I had always considered a 'grown up house'. In my head, when I had a house that did not need any major remodeling or repairing (new floors, whole house of popcorn ceilings, dysfunctional kitchen, etc), I would officially be a grown up haha. You know, the kind of house that when the doorbell rings, you don't glance around to survey the chaos and then consider not answering the door.

I lived in our 'starter home' for 24 years. I purchased this house because there is a small house in the back that was remodeled for my father. I'm able to care for him without us living together in the same house. My son moved back in while he hopefully finishes his degree.

I feed and do my best for a colony of feral cats. I can't remember the last time there were no Chewy or Amazon boxes to break down and recycle. I can't remember the last time there were not kittens underfoot that are being socialized for good, indoor homes and grouchy old cats dodging them and hissing.

But.....that's ok. Because what I have is lively and fulfilling. My home serves our needs like a champ, popcorn ceilings and all.

But one of these days, when I am feeling very, very brave, I am going to be asking for help from all of you decorating geniuses!

Catty, what you do for cats is so worthwhile. I know my kitties have wreaked havoc on my home and furniture but they are my love bugs and can't imagine life without them and my two dogs. My home has Chewy boxes at least once a month to break down.

Thank you, Holly-Kay! It does feel worthwhile. I've saved a few! :-)

Teeda said she longed for a playhouse. I have to admit that I do too. About 15 years ago DH bought me a darling building but instead of becoming a playhouse it became an outdoor building that stores planters, outdoor furniture and other paraphernalia. I also would love a big old tree house but DH is not at all handy with carpentry and getting up and down a ladder may be a bit much at my age.

A big covered front porch, with one of those wicker swings attached to the ceiling of the porch