Today I am grateful for the simple things. And also the not so simple. Mostly I am grateful for the blessings that have come my way. Like at this very moment I am in a super comfortable king sized bed in the bed and breakfast that I have been living at since August. My spacious room has a bathroom, jacuzzi tub, microwave, fridge, tv, dvd player, office, and windows on three walls. Outside, I am surrounded by a winter woodlands. Deb, the owner of the Servant’s Quarters, went totally nuts with the Christmas decorations inside and out of the house. She is a sweet woman and everything about this place makes me feel loved. And when life is in transition and the future is uncertain, this feeling is very important. It feels like a hug just when I need it. Tonight there were even homemade Christmas cookies in the kitchen which I ate more than my share of.
I even am grateful for my rusty 98 Ford Escort. I didn’t know how much I cared for that car until I started looking at dealerships at new cars. All of a sudden, I appreciated so much about the one I had including how crappy it was. I love how it is so crappy that I don’t have to worry about a new stain or dent. How I could be the person last year that told that poor college girl that she hit the right car.
I am always grateful for good food. I was happy to come home tonight to some farm fresh eggs and enough fresh produce for a good salad. AND those Christmas cookies. I love that I can whip up entire meals out of seemingly nothing. And I am equally grateful for peanut butter and jelly which has been a staple in these lean times. Except I am not as lean as I used to be because of said sandwiches. And that is ok for now.
Or how about getting a fistful of romantic comedies at the library?
Or saving money when I am the most broke I have ever been in my whole life? Actually, I am almost the same broke as another pivotal year, 2004, only with less debt. So, I’ve moved up in the world. I have been wondering if this is the big eye opener. Like, this is what it is like to live life with less nights out and lattes. Except I could have been living this lifestyle for years and I’d have a fistful of money saved from it. Note to self: this is the lesson. Don’t let this one escape. Use this one.
Cribbage games.
Family holidays with lots of food.
People who believe in me.
Warm socks.
Strangers who recognize me.
Fresh cheese curds.
Fresh. CHEEEZE. CURDZZZZZZZZZZZZZ. MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Yeah.