I am actually jealous. I don't think I've ever been jealous before, not a REAL jealous... but when you have a real jealous you know it - its no fun either. :(
I often acknowledge that others sometimes have things I want:
- a neatly decorated "magazine" house, opposed to the toy fest I live in;
- a nice fun car, opposed to the long seven seated station wagon "brick" I drive;
- a mega stroller, opposed to the squeaky puny one I push;
... but when it comes down to it I like all my stuff just fine and I think what I have is perfect for me. I'm not really jealous.
The last American family is leaving and going back to the States... back to a normal life with soccer teams, Targets, libraries, Safeways, girl scout cookies, American TV, holidays, dollar stores, etc... AND I AM JEALOUS. : (
I'm happy for them.
But I want to go too...
So I was in a bad mood. I was grumpy. I didn't like anything for a day. ...just being honest. Today I am finally over it.
It's a definite mind set you have to be in to survive here away from things you know and prefer. So I've gone back to trying to get what I want with things that are here... and being happy about it. :)