The Journey Begins…

Thank you for following my Gratitude Journal. I hope you are reminded of all the things you are grateful for…

Dear Gratitude Journal :

The first day back after a long weekend is always a little foggy. Today, I’m grateful for a quiet day and that most of my teammates are on the East Coast. We can slay the dragon tomorrow. I’m grateful for a more solemn Labor Day than in year’s past. All of us have felt the shortage – for good and bad – and it has changed our habits and perspective. And, I’m grateful that I have a few more months to accomplish my New Year’s goals.

The end.

Dear Gratitude Journal :

Q4 begins this week, and as the days grow noticeably shorter, I’m reminded of where we were last year. No Vax, Trump chaos, high unemployment, facing an uncertain winter, and 20 years of war. I’m grateful for change and how much can change in just a year. Life before Covid seems like a hazy childhood memory, now. :/ I’m grateful for my shower. Nothing takes the edge of a bad day like a nice hot shower (and a nice cold drink). And, I’m grateful for all my computers.

The end.

Dear Gratitude Journal :

This has been a an emotional week. Sometimes you realize that things that have worked for you in the past no longer work not because they are broken, but because you are different. I’m grateful for bakeries and bakers. And, I’m grateful for my bathtub. I don’t use it very often, but it’s good to have.

The end.

Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’m grateful I’m highly employable. It’s pretty much the best thing you can be. I’m grateful I have spent decades interviewing clients, and evaluating their projects. People might not be as unhappy with their work if they did more interviewing and less accepting. #greatreshuffle And, I’m grateful for chicken club sandwiches. Isn’t everyone?

The end.

Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’m grateful we are leaving Afghanistan. Ending that ‘war’ is the reason I voted for Obama. Maybe now we can find out where our $2 trillion dollars went. I’m grateful I decided to cut-back my schedule. No one likes to say no, but I just have to… And, I’m grateful the days are getting shorter. I’m looking forward to autumn.

The end.

Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’m generally optimistic, but I work in a bad-news business so I’m grateful I only have to talk to people on video. I’m grateful there are about a million more jobs available than there are people to fill them – and it’s going to stay that way for a while. This is as significant as the end of monarchy and the rise of the nation-state. And, I’m grateful Cuomo resigned.

The end.

Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’m grateful for the labor shortage and the great reshuffling. Nothing makes a company focus their priorities more quickly than having people quit. I’m grateful for the cold breeze that hits me in the face when I come over the hill during my am power-walks. And, I’m grateful for the mail. I don’t think anyone would say we should get rid of the postal service. And 40 cents to send something door-to-door? Best bargain ever.

The end.

Dear Gratitude Journal :

Although it sucks, I must force myself to be grateful for rejection. Not everyone is going to like you – love you – or even stand you – and lots dismiss you without any information what-so-ever. Oh, well. I’m grateful I’m not going through life with catcher’s mitts on both hands; sometimes you need to throw shit back. And, I’m grateful whiskey sours have come into vogue. They remind me of my mom’s cocktail parties.

The end.

Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’m grateful that despite the heat I forced myself to do some heavy yard work today. A good sweat and a nice weed free vista can do a lot to buoy your optimism. I’m grateful for Walmart. Whenever I leave that place, I feel beautiful, rich, and quite slender. And, I’m grateful I have two refrigerators. I know one should be enough, but it just isn’t.

The end.

Dear Gratitude Journal :

Although it’s taken decades, I’m grateful that I finally and truly recognize my value. Many seek to diminish it – whether for profit or ego – and those voices are loud, persistent, and exhausting. I’m grateful to them; they make me stronger. I’m grateful for pre-packaged salads. They are tasty and expeditious. And, I’m grateful for memes.

The end.