am i being stupid?

[thekidsslave]

I know this sounds so silly and probably not a problem at all but have made friends with a mum from ds school who has nicer house, nicer clothes, nicer car than I have, we seem to get on well but am dreading inviting her over as my house looks like it belongs to a pauper compared to hers!! am i stressing over nothing?

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In any friendship someone has to have a nicer house etc and someone a less nice one; as Dior says, if she is a good person and a good friend it won't matter

Yes.

Coveting your neighbour's goods is not the road to happiness.

And there must be soemthing about you she likes and wants to get to know more of. Chill.

Yes. I have the shittest house in the shittest area of town, an estate with a BAD rep, and you just have to get in there and get on with it.

My best friend at school lived in an absolute pigsty. I loved it at her house.

Oh and my best friend has a masters and will probably always be considerably richer than me, she has good job, nice car (and she deserves it all for working harder than I ever have) but her farts still smell like a dead badger's exploded spleen.

I always think my house is messy/untidy, but once a friend who has a real thing for cleanliness told me she loved coming to my house because it was so homely! That really did shock me as everytime I had been to her house I came home and blitzed mine.

dont worry, everyone is different and we all do things differently. i lvoe going to friends homes where not everything is perfect. i like mine to be homely but tidy!

Thekidsslave, I have this problem too! My son goes to a fabulously posh local school and all the mums there drive huge 4x4s, are married to City bankers and live in mansions. I drive a wreck, live in a teeny-tiny shit-hole and am married to a charming, funny, handsome no-hoper.

I have no advice. Um, sorry to have wasted your time...

thanks everyone i feel a whole lot better about my little palace! xx

TKS, Is it home to you and your family? If the answer is yes then don't worry. You will find people don't always judge you on your home but who you are.

DD wanted to go to a friends for tea, I asked where friend lived and when she told me I froze, couldn't let her go even thou she was 12. Instead I asked her friend here. The friend was lovely, beautiful manners, clean ate everything on her plate, was really nice to my other DDs and (this really made me laugh later) her school jumper had lovely straight iron creases down her sleeve! I suddenly realised what a plonker I had been!
Next time DD was asked to go there for tea I let her with no worries.