First, a word about this blog. A disclaimer, if you will.
While this whole gratitude exercise is truthful, it is misleading. It makes my life look like a series of perfect moments. I do not intend it that way; it’s an exercise for me to record the perfect moments, because I want to remember them amongst all the sub-perfect ones. Fact is, 2014 has been a really tough year. Last week was a really tough week, and yesterday was a really tough day. I don’t want to be a bummer, quite the opposite, but I don’t like misrepresenting myself either.
Enough said. Onward!
I am grateful for where I live. We were at the beach today. Not in a swimming, sunscreen, splashing in the waves kind of way, but there was sand, there was sun, and while there was also winter coats and hands that should have had gloves, there were kids playing by the water, climbing on the rocks and getting a healthy dose of Vitamin D. Great stuff! Side note: I am grateful for Coop’s friend’s mom (and my friend too), for the invitation to get off my duff and do something fun with the kids.
I am grateful for a tidy house. It was vacuumed, kitchen was scrubbed and the dishes were done, for a period of about 8 hours, from after we went to bed last night until we all got up this morning. It’s pretty much decomposed into a mess again since, but it was clean for a moment, and that’s enough for me until next weekend.
I am grateful for an evening on my own. Julie had the kids, I washed my grandpa’s 1972 Buick, bought a shiny electronic bluetooth trinket and saw a movie. I was in need of a little respite from the awesome, so truly awesome, but exhausting, so truly exhausting experience that is life with 2 working parents and 2 kids.