I'm over it

The good thing about me is that I can usually bounce back pretty quickly. I may have a real dark day or two, but then I usually grow up or decide that it's pointless to feel so down. Maybe it's because Mom always used to sing (however off-key) 'you've got to pick yourself up/dust yourself off/ and start right over again' so many times while I was growing up, that it kind of got stuck in that thick thing I call a noggin.
So my house is small.
So it never is clean.
So I don't have enough places to put most of what we have.
So I have no hope of moving any time soon since there is no chance in you-know-where that we'll find a better job and be moving within the next year or more.
So I bought the house thinking we'd live here for just a few years before moving on.
So I had children thinking the above statement was true.
So I maybe resigning myself to living here for twice as long as I had imagined.
Oh, shoot. I said I'm over it, didn't I.
Well, I guess not TOTALLY over it. But enough that I have stopped crying and throwing a huge hissy fit over it. Like I said. Grow up.
So, right now, maybe I'm not a 3 year old like yesterday. Maybe just 13. Hopefully tomorrow I can make it into the 20s.
But really, I mean c'mon. (at the risk of sounding like my 13 year old self) It just isn't fair!!!

And I know you know someone like that. Who just seems to stumble into fortunate circumstances left and right. Sometimes they aren't even very nice people. At least my friend...well, to be truthful that family deserve all the goodness they can get.
I just need to figure out what they are doing right and I'm doing so wrong.