Real Housewives

I don't want to be the well-heeled couple gushing
to another couple
about the many things we have bought and are buying.
The description of a carpet installation. The importance
of a theme-appropriate centerpiece.
Then I think:
I should be so lucky to make it to 40 and have a
normal enough suburban existence to appreciate
the mundane.
Revel in the negligible.
So what is it that I feel when I overhear them? Pity or
envy?
Each stomach spasm makes it harder to tell.