12-13-14

Late this afternoon we headed wayyyy out of DC to attend a friend's Christmas party. When I say way out, I mean it felt like we were driving to West Virginia. 

It was 43 miles away from our apartment. That's a long way.

This friend and his wife commute everyday to DC. If there's no traffic, it takes them an hour and 17 minutes. If you've traveled recently on I-66, you know there's always traffic. 

These folks live in a gorgeous and humongous home. Beautiful artwork and furniture. Huge piece of land with big sunsets. 

(On the road leading to the house)

There are moments when I think we're going to burst out of our little apartment. When I think of how it would be nice to spread out a little. To use a bathroom that's not right next to where everybody is. 

In this house, there's lot of room to spread out and there are probably multiple bathrooms on every floor. 

But there's also a lot to clean, a lot to dust, a lot to vacuum and mop.  They certainly can't plug the vacuum in one outlet and vacuum an entire floor, much less the whole house.  There's a lot of grass to mow. So much grass they had to buy a tractor. And they definitely don't walk out the door to eat at great restaurants or to grab a cup of coffee. They don't have any Metro access. 

All things considered, I'll take my teeny apartment with the quick commute, good restaurants nearby, and no yard work and just dream of one day having privacy in the bathroom.