Yesterday we went up north to see SIL.On the way we popped in to see DH's best friend who has recently moved house.It was a beautiful house in a gated development,4 beds,4 baths & there are only him & his GF living in it.
After that we went to see SIL who has also recently moved house.Her house is a big detached 4 bed 4 bath new build,everything in perfect condition & spotless.MIL was there too & kept on at me about it,saying 'isn't it big?Isn't it lovely?Look at the lounge,isn't it huge?'
I came home to our little 3 bed semi feeling awfully discontented & ashamed of our house.It is tiny compared to theirs,with only 1 bathroom,a kitchen that is older than me & a bathroom that is falling off the wall.
We do live in a beautiful location & I was looking forward to inviting DH's friend & the in laws to visit when we have done it up a bit,but now I'm too ashamed of it to want to bother.They'd probably be shocked that 4 of us lived in such a small house & that it is such a dump.
I know that I'm lucky to have somewhere to live at all-there are plenty of people who don't,but I can't help losing heart as I look around at the total mess our house is in.
Someone please give me a kick up the backside & tell me to count my blessings.