So I was feeling a bit depressed this evening. Dinner on Friday night was a quick 30 minutes at a sushi bar around the corner from work before going back to work until 12:30am. Telephone call on the way to said sushi bar was to be informed that my sister, 3 years younger than I, is at the realtor's office, buying a new condo, new construction, loft building, in a great neighborhood in DC. Other sister, six years younger than I am, just bought a house, is closing on it in 10 days, is getting married in 4 months, and planning to start a family not long after.
Me? Single. Crappy rental (granted, it's in Manhattan, but I can't afford to buy jack). Good job, I'll give you that. But both my sisters like their jobs; one a lot, and one at least reasonably.
So I feel like I'm not doing "as well" as they are. Anyhow, I go into Starbucks to buy a cappuccino, in order to remain properly caffeinated for the evening. As I'm leaving, I notice a homeless guy. Filthy dirty. And I realize, wow, I ain't got it so bad.
Even though there's nothing wrong with wanting more, isn't it nice to realize that there's nothing wrong with what you have?
Posted by Jon at February 12, 2005 01:08 AM*nods* Oh, yes. :)
Posted by: Jenn at February 17, 2005 01:46 PM