Regret?

You ever get the feeling that other people are having a hell of a lot more fun than you are?
Like these people from The Netherlands on the project I am working on? The ones that are on vacation for what seems like half the year going to places like Egypt (1 month), China (1 month), the Black Forest in Germany (1 week), Rome (2 weeks) and so on and so forth etc., etc., etc., ad infinitum?

In fact, do you ever get the feeling that maybe your priorities are just all wrong?

I’m going to add on to this post quite a bit later on tonight, but now I have to get back to work.
Seriously.