Its that kind of life...

Outside our bathroom window at times seems like there is another world. Its funny, it seems that things happen all the time...and its always outside this window. I once looked out it during the winter and saw a car accident, it was the craziest thing. Most the time I see and hear people. The other day I got up to use the "bathroom" and I see a husband and wife painting their dining room and kitchen, I think to myself, how long have I been asleep? What time is it? They weren't doing this when I went to bed. Tonight I found myself in the infamous bathroom about to take my contacts out and head to bed when I hear people "a lot of people" talking loudly. I thought holy cow they are so loud what are they doing? Pretty sure they were drunk...I guess they were starting their 4th of July festivities off early. Its funny to me what things are of "importance" when you are drunk and seriously how relevant are these things? In the grand scheme of things is it going to matter tomorrow if someone gave you a dirty look, or looked at your girlfriend "too long"? Seriously, its interesting to me what people focus, talk, or do when no one else is looking. I wondered as I watched my neighbors argue in their yard over cigarettes, what would someone see if they looked in my house? What things would they find us doing? Would they wonder the same things about us...minus the drinking and smoking. Its funny to me how focused we get and on the silliest of things.
I think they would find us doing not very exciting things. Which got me wondering again. Am I missing out on this "other" life that I see? I see their care free life style, going to bed when they feel like it, no kids to get up with, smoking, drinking, having friends over, going out to wherever...so I ask myself again, am I missing out? HELL NO!!! Been there done that. I actually found them rather pathetic. Comical really. I thought, oh my goodness I have been to one of those parties, I have seen those "people" arguing and fighting over stupid and ridiculous things, I don't miss any of it for a second.
I do however like my view into this other world when I see my very adorable neighbor. (HEY). He is quite the looker, but I don't see him much, he must be looking out his bathroom window into his "other" world.

So tonight, I head to bed. I will attempt to go take my contacts out..yet again. I will perhaps see or hear something, who knows, and then I will quietly go check on my little dumplings, crawl into bed with my rather adorable husband, and call it a day. Not too exciting, no fights breaking out, pretty calm except with the occasional sister tit for tat throw down, the typical changing of diapers, giving hugs and kisses when needed, laughing hysterically, messy rooms, chores on the dry erase board, husbands on the computer, bikes on the back porch kind of life, and I'm...I'm ok with that.