Esther was out in the evening for her usual power walk, pretty much the only time of day that she had all to herself. She walked her two mile walk through a frum neighborhood for safety reasons. It was new construction, and there was always something to look at - new houses being built. Watching the progress of a house going up from the bottom up was quite interesting - the shape, size, finishing touches, then finally, landscaping. Most of the houses were typical, very large with stucco or brick, and siding. There was one house that was very different - the color and details the owner chose was very different from the others, in an interesting way. Esther wondered about the people who moved in - they must be very creative and daring. Also, quite well to do, to judge by the house, the cars in the driveway, even the toys on the lawn and the stroller that was usually left out. It sure must be nice, she thought, trying very hard not to feel jealous as she headed back toward her own little house. One morning Esther and her husband both managed to take a lunch break from work at the same time, so they arranged to meet for lunch at the pizza shop. As they sat together at the little table and enjoyed the lunch and each other's company, Esther and her husband noticed the woman of that unique house sitting at a table across the room. They waved a hello at her (they had met through shul) and she called out "I'm so jealous! I never get to see my husband during the week, never mind eat lunch with him!"