Today, I had two nice houses described to me. One is selling for around six million dollars, the other is a soon-to-be-built home whose final touches are being decided. In both cases, I found my longing to move again grow. As a younger couple, Janelle and I rarely stayed in the same place for more than a year, usually upgrading to a better living space with each move (although that wasn't always true). We've now been in our current house for nearly a decade. Considering our finances, there's a good chance that this is where we're going to stay for the next ten years (or more) as well.
Like I said, I like our house; it's just not where I planned on spending the majority of my life. Like many things, I wonder if I'm suffering from simple envy. I need to better appreciate the things in my life. Often people only learn to appreciate what they've lost; I've got a good thing and should learn to realize that without that serious of a life-lesson.