I’m grateful for the ex’s retirement plan, my share of which lets me live in very small house on a very small bay, with a fairly small dog. I’m hugely grateful for lithium, which has kept me from jumping off the planet for the past 12 years. I’m 65 and still in good physical health. The past has been mostly lousy, but I’m grateful for the chance to make at least a few years better.
I’m grateful that my husband got a job contracting out to a huge and hugely popular tech place. He loves the place and he likes all his co-workers; this is a first for him. Fingers crossed that they extend his contract, and they should because they’re bursting with work and looking to hire new people.
I’m grateful for my own job, too. I’ve been here for fifteen years, and I like all my bosses and I like my deskwork (except for the perpetual scanning). I’m paid well and don’t have to work overtime.
I’m grateful that winter’s coming - I love snow, hot cocoa, and evenings spent gathered around a fireplace with a blanket, a cat, and a good book. I’m grateful that I have people in my life who care about me, and that I care about them. I’m grateful for the sheer amount of creative output humanity’s made over the last couple thousand years - you could spend your life absorbed in incredible novels and music and art and still only scratch the surface.
I’m grateful that for all the things I could possibly be, all the galaxies in the multiverse, all the everything everywhere, I ended up in a pretty nice place. Hopefully that made some kind of sense.
Hey, I’m a teenager! The internet has actually made teenager-hood remarkably easier to get through. I promise it’s not so bad. Well, most of the time. Some of the time. Sometimes?
Yeah, let’s go with sometimes.
I got on my scale today. I’ve been [del]pretty[/del] [del]very heavy[/del] OK, obese for about the last 10 years, going from about 240 to almost 400. Yikes! I’ve started eating sensibly, eliminating a lot of junk, but not depriving myself, just eating smaller portions. And it’s been paying off. Today I weighed about 290. First time under 300 in many years. I’ve been taking in my belt, a lot, and buying smaller waist sizes. I hope to lose another 50 or 60. It’s coming slow, but so was putting the weight on in the first place. And people are noticing. I’ve been getting compliments about looking better. It’s slow, and not always easy, but it is possible to get the weight off if you’re patient and don’t expect instant results.
Got here from the gingersnap thread and this thread definitely needs to be bumped!!
I’m grateful for:
- being reasonably healthy
- Having two teenagers (OK, one’s 20) who are not the kind to go out and get into trouble
- In fact, who are “light” versions of their much more troubled cousins (re autism and emotional issues)
- Having a good job that I mostly enjoy (and can work from home!!)
- Having been accidentally introduced to someone within 24 hours of arriving at college, and marrying him 6 years later (FCM, you’re a newlywed compared to us, we hit 31 this past summer!).
Here’s my ode to a washing machine…I own a washing machine. Just think about what that means:
It means that I have more than the clothes on my back.
It means that I have a home, or somewhere stable to keep it.
It means that I have a regular source of electricity.
It means that I have a regular source of water.
There are literally millions of people who would give anything to have what I do. A washing machine.