I tried the whole thankful thing on Facebook for awhile. After a few days I just stopped. It’s not that I stopped being thankful. Does the world really need to know that I am thankful for yogurt? It just seemed silly. But really I AM very thankful. I just feel weird voicing it.
Thanksgiving is in two days, and lo and behold I’m stricken with PMS. It will make for some AWESOME holiday eating, if nothing else. Here I wanted to write this post, and I’ve been weepy and crotchety all day. Then again, this could be fun. Let’s see what comes out of my little head.
What Am I Thankful For?
My Kids-We had a moment today. All of the money crap came to a head today, and I lost it. Sitting in the living room in the middle of what could only be described as a laundry stonehenge, I sat bawling my eyes out. My daughter came in, concerned, and asked what was wrong. I told her I would be ok, I was just having a hard time not being able to help out with the money right now. She smiled, kissed me on the head and said “I know what you can do.” I didn’t say anything. “You can just do Mommy things.” And she walked away. Wow, what a smart, sweet, awesome kid she is.
My son makes sure that he lets me know on a regular basis that despite the fact that we eat things like pasta here, that he is very lucky to have me as a parent. We struggle a lot with his ADD and other issues, but he is a really neat kid. And you should see him dance-it’s like nothing you’re ever quite experienced. No coordination, no control, just crazy arms and legs going everywhere and a great big grin on his face. I love it.
My Husband-He works and works and works and works. Occasionally he even spends time with us, and often the gears are still going in his head while he’s with me. That’s ok. Someday I hope maybe I can work too.
My Parents-If it weren’t for my Mom and Dad and all the help they have given us with different things throughout the years, I’d probably be laying out on the railroad tracks somewhere in my underwear.
Our House-It’s old, like 112 years old. It’s not pretty on the outside- it needs painted, a new roof, windows replaced. The inside isn’t much better-appliances need fixed, we could use new furniture, new everything. But it’s a roof over our heads, and I’m good with that.
Blog People-These are not like the Pod People. I’m talking about the gals (and some guys too) who do this thing too. We all get each other. I don’t really have any friends around close, so it’s nice to have someone who is there when you need it and will help you out. Thanks!
Bill Collectors-If it weren’t for these guys, I wouldn’t know my phone worked. I’m hoping they are happy for people like me. After all, we’re what keeps them in business.
Mountains of Laundry-I am thankful for all of those heaps of laundry because that means we actually HAVE clothes. I just hate washing them. And folding them. And putting them away.
Those Little Things-You know, that thing that happens when things seem hopeless that keeps you going a little longer. I had one this past week. Just when I thought it was the bottom rung, I got a letter in the mail reminding me that we still had $100 left in our food stamps from the beginning of the year that we needed to use as soon as possible. I called and got another card. That could not have come at a better time. We really needed that. This isn’t the first time this has happened. Two years ago, our basement flooded with sewage and the furnace was ruined. I was working but making very little money at the time, and my husband was laid off. Insurance does not cover sewer back up. This was it, there was no extra money to buy anything. But miracles do happen. Since we had people weatherizing our house, they were able to include a brand new furnace as well as a sump pump as part of the weatherization.
Food-In particular, comfort food and wine. You know what I’m talkin about.
And everything else-I probably forgot about 3,529 things that I should probably also mention. It’s not that I don’t feel gratitude, it’s just that I can’t write a blog post that long. And there’s too many holes in my brain to retain them that long.