Last night, I dreamt of Texas

For one reason or another, I felt like I was back in Texas when I woke up this morning. I guess it was probably telling one more person that we still own our house in TX yesterday at the church picnic. We've been discussing houses and too often I am comparing houses here to that house. We fell into that house and didn't get enough time in it. We were comfortable in that house. There was so much space, I didn't feel like we were maxed out. I woke up with thoughts of taking my children to Sea World. How different would our life be if we'd stayed? It was a great place. I'd go back anytime.