“Wow! We’re living like kings.”
— Zachary, my son
We live in luxury.
Back today after flying home from Washington D.C. with my daughter last night, our house does look a bit like luxury. Not luxury compared to the White House or the Ritz-Carlton, but luxury compared to how Rudolph lives. Luxury to a homeless person.
So maybe what my son said (albeit facetiously) was right as he admired the new toilet paper dispenser I had just installed.
We do live like kings.
Installed a toilet paper dispenser in a king’s palace.