By: Gentle Gardener Oracle
I’m grateful for all the jobs I’ve had. I’ve always been suspicious of people who have worked for the same company their whole life. I’m grateful I’m an extremely organized person. You can help people to be better organized, but at the end of the day, you’re either a kid who stacks their blocks nicely, or you are not. And, I’m grateful for a day with no need for AC.
I’m so grateful that I was able to get the house cleaned today. The place is spotless and my weekend is free for more important endeavors. I’m grateful I made it to the yoga studio instead of streaming. It felt good to stretch and breath in a space that wasn’t home. And, I’m very grateful to whomever painted the rocks I saw on the trail today. A sweet surprise.
I spent most of the day assembling a new office chair. I’m grateful it is functional. If Trump really wanted to protect us from China, he would ban the sales of assembly-required injection mold furniture — ruining weekends and destroying relationships for decades. I’m grateful for solar lighting. And I’m grateful that supermarkets have grab and go cold cuts and hot chickens. The end.
Some days are quiet, and I’m grateful for those. Sometimes it is necessary to make that leap of faith…the big jump into the abyss. I’m grateful for my spiritual guides. And, I’m grateful fried chicken is everywhere.
Today was a hot, steamy day … more East Coast than West. It reminded me of vacations at The Shore, and dinners of cold chicken sandwiches, stuffed with thick slices of home-grown tomatoes, and speared with lots of mayonnaise. I’m grateful for the simpler times. Finally, I’m grateful for shipping updates, even though they just remind you the initial ETA was total BS.
I’m grateful to whomever invented Chicken Cordon Bleu. Any one of the ingredients is delicious; all three is really an embarrassment of riches. I’m grateful for the garbage guys. How lucky are we to live in a place where we put our trash out front, and the next days it’s gone! And, I’m grateful I don’t let my insecurities undermine my judgement. Of course, I’d be more grateful if I didn’t have any insecurities, but insecurities make you human, bad judgement makes you an idiot.
I’m grateful to learn that that I’m apparently still hot enough to inspire haters. Who knew that I’d be putting the “ass” in assisted living? I’m grateful for direct deposit and on-line bill pay. And, I’m grateful that my boss…whom I’ve never actually met IRL…actually seems to get me.
I’m grateful for friends who work in tech. It’s not so interesting to the non-geeks. I’m grateful for my optimism even though it waxes and wanes. And, I’m grateful for ice-cold milk. It’s still the best beverage to drink when you’re eating a cookie.
I’m grateful that I was able to get my hair cut today even though I arrived late. I’m grateful that I stopped following foodies on Instagram; they just make me want to eat more, and I’m grateful that I live in a place where fresh veggies and fruit is easy to find and cheap.
I’m grateful for chocolate. It’s one of life’s great pleasures. I’m grateful that I live in a place where leaving my house or car unlocked isn’t a problem. That was not always the case. And I’m grateful that despite the rocks, bruises, and exhaustion, I took the road less traveled. It has made all the difference.
365 Days of Simple Gratitude 