The story of why my upstairs neighbors can invite as many people to dinner and even sleep and I do not.
We five are a seemingly happy family. When we walk down the street people look at us certainly thinks: "Look at that monkey family much happiness to breathe in that house." And I think it is normal, my wife Marta and I have 3 amazing creatures;
Hugo, which is the largest, is and in 6 of primary school, next year starts school and is a very smart kid. I love nature, collects rocks and clams on the beach, has posters of Koalas and Penguins that decorate the walls of his room, and when it is with his friends instead of going to play soccer or buy goodies going to the movies and see exhibitions photo. It is a charming child and love him very much.
Ana is the girl of the family, is 10. It is very pretty and always likes to dress like her mother, once we have caught trying on her heels, skirts, bras and even your lipstick. She is very advanced and mature for his age. She is passionate about reading and loves the gossip magazines, you know the names of all the famous, from Coto Matamoros Paquirrín up through David Hasselhoff and Ubrique Jesulín.
And the pearl of the house is called Paul. 6 months old, is very blond blond as none of the family, but you know, that small are very fair and then they change over time. Sure to be a footballer, because my wife Marta, says that many kicks when he was hit in the belly.
We live in a nice apartment, has a very large room, well equipped kitchen with hob and stainless steel refrigerator, two bathrooms and three bedrooms. The marriage is for Marta and me, the most Hugo is tiny, which is the largest and must have a little privacy, and the other is shared Ana's bed and the cradle of Paul. That's a really cute room, half is painted pink for Ana and the other half is blue for Paul.
As you can see we are a happy family, normal, with normal, happy children and a home life and a happy and normal.
I always thought you could not be happier. What more could you want? I had a great home and three beautiful children with the woman of my life.
Well, I still have this life and this family's dream, but then I feel empty, sad and ashamed. And everything comes
because of a move. More specifically, moving the new upstairs neighbors. A couple of 25 years very smiley and outgoing, Carlos and Elena are their names, and a week ago to live upstairs from ours, ie they are the couple who literally steps on our roof. They always look so happy, so young, so nice to feel like vomiting.
The problem with our neighbors and my existentialism doubt comes because Elena came last Saturday - the girl with black hair to mid back, green eyes with dramatic curves, inimitable style of dress and a smile to reach few announcements of toothpaste - and knocked on our door.
- I can help you? - I asked while trying to keep my eyes parallel to yours, stop thinking "has no support, does not support ..."
- No thanks, came to invite to a party Carlos and I have prepared on our floor to inaugurate the new home she replied showing white teeth as he could see my fledgling entries reflected in them.
- Ehmmm, then ... - I hesitated looking back and seeing my wife with Paul in her arms, Ana walking with the heels of his mother and Hugo sitting in the hallway read Matilda for the fifteenth time. - Thank you for the invitation, but we have no with whom to leave children and ... - I ended up saying while hang your head in sign of surrender.
- Well, do not worry, sure we do a lot more and as you can come, "Elena said, still smiling. - Ah! And children do not worry, do not we set up too scandal - Now that the invitation was over, the conversation, the divine vision of that body and any chance to do something other than a Saturday night.
After this dialogue, I went into the room, sat on the sofa and thought, "does not bother me at all the family I have, I love my wife, my children and the life I lead, but I also want to invite my friends to dinner and get drunk here and that may be sleeping ... "
Then came Martha, my wife to comfort me and put my feet on the ground:
- Do not worry darling, one day call my mother to stay with the children and we go out to dinner, the sweetness of his tone was reassuring. But what I really wanted was to put the host, I do not remember the dinners with my friends, who came home shortly after Marta and I got married, and had rooms that were all, we went great ...
But now everything is different, we a week with Carlos and Elena neighbors and have parties every day, and so is always invited to stay overnight with friends. Surely a fucking dinner, drink, make orgies with each other and even play Taboo.
I have lost all these things, these parties, these drunken with their hangovers and I've lost due to having bought this house with only 3 rooms, I have them all busy and can not think of buying another house, this is well, but we can not invite our friends.
And the upstairs neighbors have the same rooms, but they have two free, plus they fuck more that Martha and I, certainly more than three times a day, and still space at home to invite colleagues and to host.
And I could have that space if you have ever used a condom.
