Extravagance

I was out for a drive one day trying to calm my son during a particularly heinous and all together inexplicable crying fit. It worked like a charm--he was finally at peace and I was enjoying the late afternoon light on the winding, tree-lined roadway.

Then we rounded a corner and saw this house. It's ENORMOUS. I can't even imagine having to clean it routinely, much less paying for the furniture to fill it.

I haven't yet figured out who lives there, but I have a few guesses...