The grass looks greener, until...
Went out looking for turkeys yesterday. The night before, we camped out in my buddy's unheated trailer. I was freezing my tail off, thinking that if I was home, I'd be curled up in a warm bed with my warm wife. Sure be glad to get back to that.
We didn't get a turkey. Heard them, saw some from a distance, but they wouldn't come close. Well, at least I get that warm bed back this evening.
Until I hop into my warm bed, with my warm wife, and twenty minutes of discussion on pointless little things like cracked plaster, what order to pay the bills in, another church volunteer project, daughter having trouble at school, blah, blah... that freezing cold trailer out in the woods started to look a lot better.