Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’m grateful for underpasses and overpasses. They are cool, and I’m sure there was some math involved. I’m grateful that charm is more than beauty, but no one knows that until you’re dumped for someone dull and better looking, and I’m grateful for my espresso machine.

The end.

Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’m grateful that I’m not at a laundromat with a bunch of kids tonight. The only thing that sucks more than the laundromat is the bus, and I’m so grateful I don’t have to use either anymore. I’m grateful that I spent the day working. I made significant progress on a big project, and I feel good, and I’m gratefully tomorrow is a day off.

The end.

Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’m grateful that no matter what happens to you, problems seem more surmountable after a good night’s sleep. I’m grateful for my little dog who is loving and courageous.. Just like trained him to be….and I’m grateful for homemade cookies; they make all things better.

The end.

Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’m grateful that I’m returning the jeans I bought today because they’re too big. I’m grateful that we are going to have an entire week of heavy rain, although neither the people nor the infrastructure in SoCal will weather this week well, and I’m grateful I’ll have a week to focus on hobbies and indoor chores.

The end.

Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’m grateful I was able to troubleshoot a big software mess today because it saved me a lot of rework. I’m grateful I had all the fixings for split pea soup; it was so nice to come home to a crock pot of soup on a cold, rainy day, and I’m grateful that George Baily also had a leaky roof because he had a wonderful life was the richest man in town.

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Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’m grateful I’ve exercised restraint when it comes to cosmetic procedures. California is filled with custom faces, and even though mine is quite imperfect, I’m okay with it being more out-of-the-box, so to speak. I’m grateful I live in the mountains now. In times of crisis no one yells, “Run for the valley!” And I’m grateful for roasted chicken. It’s always a good dinner.

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Dear Gratitude Journal :

Even though I’m goal driven, I’m grateful I’m not a competitive person. People who always need to win have a hole in their aura that is impossible to fill, and they ruin the fun of game for the other players. I’m grateful that David Bowie started as a freak and ended as a legend. No one will be saying that about anyone from American Idol. And, I’m grateful I had a half piece of chocolate chip cake left over from last night. It definitely takes the edge off Monday.

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Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’m grateful that the previous owner installed one of those flexible restaurant faucets in the kitchen. I never had one before, but I’ll always have one now. I’m grateful for a lazy day. I’m not good at doing nothing, but once in a while its good to be a slug, and I’m grateful for texting. Drunk or sober, its nice to know people love you.

The end.

Dear Gratitude Journal :

Even though I am a little blue, I’m grateful I forced myself to do a lot of work today. I still feel blue, but at least I got a lot done. I’m grateful for my yoga class because it allows me to empty my mind, and I’m grateful that tomorrow is another day.

The end.