“Okay, the backyard is a bit small; on the other hand, I’ve just celebrated my 500th birthday.”
Imitation being the sincerest form of new friendships, I am stealing a page from Gina this morning. I’m not expecting it to become a weekly thing (not publically, anyway) . But I’m feeling stressed today.
I’m ‘way too easily stressed, which helps account for the fact that I’m underemployed, don’t drive, et cetera. My stress is usually exhibited in tensed neck and shoulder muscles, mild depression, criticism of self and others, and general poutiness and kvetching. So today I thought it mightn’t hurt to make a guerilla attack on my stress with some self-reminders of what I’m thankful for.
Thankful to whom is less important. I use one name, you might use another. A rose by any other name would smell as sweet. Insert name of Supplier-of-All-Good-Things here. Thankful for what — that’s the self-discipline I’m lacking.
Okay, goggles and noseplug in place? Jump!
- I’m thankful for my life partner, E.g. . She rescued me from loneliness, abject poverty, and a zero life. She is funny, intelligent, caring, and interested in all sorts of things. She sees things in me that no one else sees — and often enough, things that I don’t even see. She’s taken me on walks around the block and trips around the world, and wherever we go it’s great to hang out with her.
- I’m thankful that my son, turning 26 this summer, who’s had a tough enough row of his own to hoe, has finally finished his surveyor’s program and recently gotten a fulltime job at a decent wage with a sizeable company.
- I’m thankful that the memory of my years living in a money-free zone hasn’t completely disappeared, so that I still have a shred or two of sense as to how to start saving for that backyard.
- I’m thankful for my quiet, nature-loving, hardworking father and my in-yer-face, bookish, garden-loving mother. I’m thankful for having had the chance to see how, as he grew and she has grown in years, he grew and she has grown in wisdom.
- I’m thankful for our friends and frequent dining companions Robert and Jane. They are caring, generous, witty people, with whom we share many things in common, and there’s never a lull in the conversation. I can relax completely when I’m with them.
- I’m thankful — but you knew this was coming — for my blogfriends. I enjoy reading about your daily lives, I learn from you, I’m thrilled whenever one of you comments on my stuff, and just as thrilled when I notice you commenting on one another’s blogs and I wonder if it was due to my introductions.
That’ll do, Turtle, that’ll do.