Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’m grateful that I have reached a point in my life where I need to budget to buy windows, not to buy food. It wasn’t always like that. I’m grateful my home is cool and comfortable and smells of lavender. And, I’m grateful that stores sell single-serving slices of cake because I don’t have enough self control to have a whole cake in the house and, apparently, I’m not alone.

The end.