A modest home in the Colorado foothills with acres upon acres upon acres separating me from civilization, and an internt connection without a usage cap. A lot of trees around, with a nice little wood stove in the living room to sit in front of during winter snowstorms.
I'd work as a reporter for some newspaper, likely writing a column on interesting lifestyles,beliefs,events, etc. while covering the occasional big event. I'd have a nice cozy room free of distraction and noise to write fiction and poetry. A list of magazines to publish my works in would be filed safely away with my other documents.
I'd have two dogs and four cats. No kids.
Fridays would be reserved for lazing about, gaming, watching netflix, pizza, etc.