Thankful Thursday

Turns out I killed the worms. When I freed them into the garden, I thought that I was giving them a new life. Unfortunately, worms do not enjoy gardens and I've sinced learned that I most certainly sent them straight to their death. This is an unfortunate situation, but pretty much sums up the last week for me.

Things have been going along, but my attitude has been sinking lower and lower. I'm suddenly acutely aware of the injustice around me. I'm feeling unsettled. I have been kind enough though to share this poor attitude with those closest to me. Well, I got a memo last night from those dear people. They are tired of it and frankly so am I.

I think I need a little gratitude. You know, a little dose of reality that things 'ain't so bad.

I'm a self confessed blog stalker. It's a weird obsession. For example, I met a woman once at a mom's event. We shared a decent conversation, but no friendship sparked. She did, however, share her blog address with me. Today I could hardly call this person an associate much less a friend. But, I can tell you what her 4 year old looked like when he blew out the birthday candles at his birthday party last Saturday night. This is weird and when I think about it always makes me want to switch my blog back to private, but I digress.

Gratitude.

I need a little gratitude.

The point of my blog stalker rant was to share that I see these 'Thankful Thursday' posts. They seem nice and maybe a good way of starting my journey back to me. So, I'm doing it. My first 'Thankful Thursday' post.

My first list:

• The weather has been GORGEOUS! We've had dinner outside the last few nights. The kids love it. I love it.
• I'm thankful that Sam woke up today on his own. We had time to get ready slowly for the day and everyone was happy when we loaded up the car.
• While today I hate my job simply because I'm in the mood to crawl under the covers and do nothing....I'm grateful that I work part time and that this work covers our health insurance. I'm grateful that this insurance is good and I don't have to worry about how we will pay for doctors visits.
• Even though I dislike how early my husband leaves for work, I'm grateful that he has work to do.
• I'm grateful for fresca.

There...a list. A shallow list, but a list. I wouldn't call it a good start...but it's a start. Perhaps you can see that I'm reaching. Maybe reaching out will be the first step in returning to a place of gratitude. Well, it's better than nothing.