Author: Kristy
• Sunday, April 20th, 2008

My sister called me a few days ago. I was sick in bed, but I talked to her anyway. I only get a call from her maybe two or three times a year, and she is impossible to get ahold of, so I take what I can get.

She was calling me to congratulate me on my new home. That’s nice. I’d rather be moving into the place she’s going to be moving into in a couple of months or so, though. Her husband is a contractor, and he built a 10,000 square foot home for their family. He did it a little at a time over several years, so they won’t have a huge mortgage payment. Just a gigantic house to enjoy and truly call their own.

They’ve really done well for themselves. They’ve got nice vehicles, Hilton Head rentals to enjoy every summer, and all that. I’m truly happy for her. But of course I’m a little jealous. Who wouldn’t be (unless they had more)?

Category: home life, my family
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