Sweet sweet jealousy

I'm having one of those weeks (months, years, lifetimes) where everybody else's life seems better, more fun, more interesting, more worthwhile, easier, more important...etc etc.

I guess I'm a grass is always greener type of person. Even though I know full well that so-and-so's life is a total mess I still can't help but think that mine is much worse (though it may not be at all).

What got me started this time on this path of emotional self-destruction is Christmas cards.
I get Christmas cards from friends and their families are gorgeous, their kids aren't smeared with frosting and marker. Their houses are big, clean and well lit (trust me, it's an issue). They are all fun and fit. They go on fun trips, see the sights, enjoy the world around them. They LEAVE THE HOUSE!!!
I don't think I've left the house in over a week.
Comparatively, my life freaking sucks.

Our house is nice, but small and definitely not sparkling clean. My kids are great, funny and smart, but they don't get to go to preschool or the zoo or the kid gym or anything like that. We don't have any of that.
I didn't go to graduate school. Most of my friends did. I didn't get a great career after college, or even a particularly great job. My marriage isn't perfect, happiness and sunshine. It's hard work, arguing and disagreeing. More work than fun. Having trouble, breaking up, getting back together. Not what I imagined.
We don't go on family trips or even go on family outings. Bob works almost seven days a week. When he's not working, he doesn't want to go out and do family things, he wants to sleep and relax. It sucks.
My vacuum is broken. My front door is broken. My back door is held together by screws. Our dining room window is held together by duct tape. Three of the four drawers in my kitchen are broken. The other one has fallen completely apart. My guest bathroom is now a room with junk for a remodel piled into it. My kids' rooms are tornado aftermath areas. My cats kill squirrels for fun.
I don't have the patience or good temperment to clean up all the clutter that accumulates because I know in 6 hours it will be right back where it was.
I hardly have any Christmas presents for my kids.
In short, my life sucks and yours looks pretty good to me.