Dear Gratitude Journal :

I drove home through the city tonight; I’m so grateful that I’m not at a laundromat with a bunch of kids. The only thing that sucks more than the laundromat is the bus. I’ve spent a lot of time in both, and I’m so grateful I don’t need to use either anymore. I’m grateful that I spent more time today working than was required. I made significant progress on a big project, and I feel good about myself. And, I’m grateful tomorrow is a short day.

The end.