I’m grateful for a day of rain where I didn’t once worry about roof leaks or garage flooding. A solid roof, warm fire, and the defeat of fascism has me feeling quite content. I’m grateful that after more than a month of repairs and upgrades, my house is slowly returning to a functional state. And, I’m grateful for take out. I’m actually grateful for that a lot.
Dear Gratitude Journal :
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.