Maybe I'm a terrible person for feeling this way, but I'm going to share it anyway.

I'm so tired of either being invited to someone's house (on those rare occasions when someone invites me) or looking through someone's Facebook photos that include the interiors of their houses and then thinking, "I'm better than / smarter than / prettier than / classier than / from a better family than / in a higher social class than / make more money than / etc. this person, yet their house is bigger / nicer / cleaner / better."

Anyone else ever feel that way?

I grew up with nice stuff. I have a really nice car.

But my house is small (although it's in an OK area) and older. Good structure. Cute house. It has served its purpose for me raising one child. But it's too small for entertaining and, let's face it, even though I've done a lot of decluttering lately it still looks like I could be on an episode of "Hoarders" because I'm so messy and have junk everywhere.

I went to one house for a Christmas party and I know this person has struggled financial and has been in and out of jobs lately. She hangs out at bars, has missing teeth, she's loud, she's still wild even though she's almost 50, she dresses trashy, yet she is living in a $250,000 house (which, around here, is a mansion).

It's one of those houses with a landscaped yard, it's all-brick, walk-out basement, both levels are finished and classy, the walls have all been painted nice colors, the furniture is fairly new, the colors are coordinated, and there isn't ANY junk sitting around.

Where did I go wrong?