Midday Magueritas

are somehow tastier then there nighttime cousins. Especially when in a festive glass. We just got back looking at some houses. Open houses are fun but frustrating. Im amazed at what seperates 5 to 10 thousand dollars. I also hate the added emotional element of seeing my son run contently through hallways and rooms. Playing hide and seek with daddy in the big spacious closets. *sigh*

We are in good company i suppose. Alot of Americans work their asses off but can save little. Alot of us have good paying jobs, decent benefits, and live just comfortably enough to miserably long for more. We have bought into the American Dream before realizing the cost. Both financially, mentally, and morally. Its hard to be raised in one mindset and then apply the brakes as an adult and switch gears. We feel like we have done everything that was expected of us, you know, we played by the rules, but somehow right when we should be reaping the benefits the rules have changed. So we live in a ridiculously overpriced apartment "community" in a ridiculously overpriced neighborhood. We are reminded daily of the discrepancies in the "system" we live within.

I dont expect pity....we still live better then probably 95% of the citizens of the world. But it does make me wonder what it is exactly that we want. What is the life that we are trying to create? How can i teach my child to create something better.


And yeah....all this from just going to a few open houses. Now you see why the hubby hates wasting Sunday afternoons doing this.

Alright, im going to have another drink, and prepare myself to reenter the workforce tomorrow after two weeks off, knowing that im still just a rat in a cage running circles on the wheel.