This photo isn’t ugly. I hope.
I wanted to pick a photo which would represent my worst, most ugly, quality. Jealousy.
I host a terribly voracious green-eyed monster inside me. It rears itself in otherwise perfect situations. This happened to be one of them, but I could have chosen many. An anniversary party for some old friends. At a beautiful stately home. With a silver service dinner, and canapés, no less. An friends from university. And their friends…
City lawyers, mainly. Earning 6 figure salaries, driving 4x4s, living in trendy areas of London. With small children benefitting from all the advantages money can buy.
This is the side that I should not see, but do see. And wonder why I don’t have what they have.
And the answer is always that I could have it. I choose not to though.
I choose to have time to spend with my husband and my beautiful daughter.
I choose to have less stress in my life from work.
I choose to live close to my family, and within a reasonable commute to work.
The green-eyed monster is ugly. I try to keep him under control, under wraps. But he pokes his head out from time to time.
This was a post in response to Tara’s brilliant Gallery, with this week’s prompt of “ugly”. Please click over here to see the other entries from around the Internets.