I have had a lot to think about this week – both personally and professionally – and I’m grateful I’ve yet to come to any conclusions. I do know that I’m a big glass of Scotch, intoxicating to all but not exactly everyone’s taste. This week, I was reminded that lots of people think Scotch is gross, and there’s not a damn thing I can do about it except not be Scotch – and who would want a bar without Scotch? I’m grateful my cleaning lady comes on Friday. There’s nothing better than coming home to the smell of bleach and a clean house. And I’m grateful to have the doors open to the cool evening air.
Tag: mindfulness
Dear Gratitude Journal :
My gig before this one was brain dead easy; this one has challenged me in ways I never thought I would encounter. And while I am proud of myself and grateful for the growth, like Goldilocks, I hope my next project is just right. I’m grateful my neighbors rescued a little dog. I wanted to get EB his own dog (now that he’s responsible enough), but now I don’t have to…. They saved a dog. Her son will have a cool, little buddy. EB has a friend, and I have a dog sitter. So much gratitude when you adopt a pet.