Mess dinner, house for sale and me ranting!

Patrick is off at his Ass....oops I mean Mess dinner tonight so I can actually write instead of playing musical chairs with him for a chance to get some time on the 'puter. It is actually quite ridiculous the way we dive at the chair when it is vacant, when there was no music playing to begin with, so there is no way it stopped, and we are in some demented game of musical chairs for two. For those of you who don't know what a Mess dinner is, it is when the military members get all dressed up in their silly (but sexy) Tuxedos, play nasty tricks on each other, get stupid drunk and make asses of themselves all in the spirit of camaraderie. Maybe I'm just jealous cause he gets to get all dressed up, eat steak, drink red wine, talk to adults, and I am here in my PJ's picking my nose...and yes that is what I am doing...it is allergy season and man is my nose itchy!
I have something on my mind, it has been bothering me for a few days, and I am not sure how to go about forgetting it, so I'll purge here. Someone said to me the other day, "you sure are lucky to be able to stay at home with your kids, I wish I could do that." It was said in such a manner and context that I know she meant because Patrick can support us on his wage. I agreed, didn't think much about it, but something just didn't sit right with me. When I started to think about it, it dawned on me that her partner probably makes just as much (or little depending on how you look at it!) as Patrick, and I started to wish I had continued the conversation. I feel like I should have made it clear that the decision we made for me to stay home was a sacrifice that has required change on both our parts. Being a stay at home mom does not mean I'm sitting around eating bonbons all day and having cuddlefests with the kids and things are all roses. It is a challenge, I am busy guiding them and helping them build the framework they will rely on the rest of their lives and I do it because it's what I feel is best for me and my children. I do not have the financial freedom that a two income family may have, but I am happy to make the sacrifices and learn how to be more "frugal". The next time that someone assumes that I stay at home because we can afford it, I think I need to find a way to qualify that with something like "we CHOOSE to be able to afford it".
There, that feels better! You know what feels even better than getting that out....finally putting our house up for sale. We have been working like crazy to get the place all perfect and organized and sparkling, and finally the day has come. Wish us luck!