Now that I’m rolling off my current project, I have a serious case of short-timers disease and find myself irritated by even the most minor inconvenience or request. I know I shouldn’t be, but let’s face it, I’m impatient – even on a good day. So today, I’m grateful I don’t have to physically be in same room as my client. I’m also grateful my team is on the East Coast, so I don’t have to talk to anyone after 2 pm, which is particularly advantageous on Friday.
Category: gratitude
Dear Gratitude Journal :
I’m grateful for my killer shower. Nothing takes the edge off a long day like a nice, hot shower. I’m grateful I’ve spent my life trying to make my Bs in to As, and have not wasted my energy trying to turn my Ds into Cs. There are some things I simply cannot do well. And, I’m grateful for mashed potatoes with gravy.
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Dear Gratitude Journal :
I’m grateful I wasn’t unduly inconvenienced by the rain and hail. I’m grateful the trees and hillsides are green and growing vigorously, and even though it’s kinda cold, I’m grateful I have winter sandles.
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Dear Gratitude Journal :
I had an important presentation today, and even though I started a tad nervous, I’m grateful it dissipated quickly. I’m grateful for the years of teaching, which has honed my presentation, meeting management, and facilitation skills. And, I’m grateful that I’m not afraid of not being liked. I’m a big glass of Scotch in a Vodka world. Not everyone is going to like Scotch. That doesn’t mean it’s not expensive, refined, and delicious.
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Dear Gratitude Journal :
Even though it’s a Sunday and I spent the day working, I’m grateful I accomplished a lot before my busy week starts. Being self-employed isn’t always conference calls in your underwear. I’m grateful I have a healthy sense of suspicion. People think I’m too suspicious but I find those criticisms dubious. And, I’m grateful for the first daffodil of spring. Such a cheerful flower.
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Dear Gratitude Journal :
I’m grateful for my resilience. I’m not the smartest or the strongest, but I keep trying. I’m grateful for people who love and support me, and I’m grateful nothing is forever.
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Dear Gratitude Journal :
With so much sickness and death, I feel almost ashamed to express gratitude for how lucky I am in this moment, but I suppose this is the time for all of us to remember how much we have. I’m grateful stores have better self checkouts. The fewer people who touch my stuff the better. I’m grateful hardware stores are open. Its important for the people in the trades to work, and for people to be able to fix things. And, I’m grateful for my government.
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Dear Gratitude Journal :
I’m grateful that the infection rate here is still low compared with NY, and other places. I’m grateful that I have everything I need, and am safe here. I’m grateful for my live streamed yoga classes. With all the distractions and stress, it helps so much. And, I’m grateful that I am beginning to detect a sense of resolve. Change is disruptive, but little by little, we will find our way through this.
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Dear Gratitude Journal :
It was a grey, cloudy day…the first in some time. So, I was grateful for the change. Quiet and somber, it’s as if the universe knows that there’s only a few more months left to accomplish our New Year’s resolutions to lose weight and save money. I’m grateful I worked late this week. I feel significantly less stressed. And, I’m grateful I still believe in love. I only hope that love still believes in me.
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Dear Gratitude Journal :
Tonight as I relax in my little house, and curl up in my comfy bed, I’m profoundly grateful that Bill Cosby is an orange jump suit, sleeping in a bunk bend in some shitty jail cell. Justice delayed is still justice. I’m grateful that I have two fridges because shopping at Trader Joe’s when you’re hungry results in purchases of apps, pizza and all kinds of cauliflower-based foodstuffs. Finally, I’m grateful for that things we call chemistry. When you have it, you know it.