I sit in my bed, squished between two dogs of labradorian lineage thankful that today turned out as moderately successful as it did.
I completed a project. I scrubbed walls. I cooked for a family. I Junior Leagued the hell out of my afternoon/night. I looked for a job. I applied for jobs. Blah, blah yackity smackity.
Most importantly, I came to a few realizations today, and for those, I am thankful.
Without further ado, here are the things I have deemed my “thanks” for the day:
#1. I am actually content not to be working 18 hour days right now. I derive zero sense of accomplishment for martyring through long drawn out days.
#2. I am really ok with not wanting to do everything, be everywhere and be overbooked 24/7. I don’t get it, nor do I want to be that person (anymore). I actually like the pace that I am living and the ability to say no more often than I say yes.
#3. I think it’s important to pull a Gambler every now and then. What is a Gambler you might be wondering? It’s the fine art of knowing when to walk away. To be finished. To do the thing you intended on doing and being ok with that sense of completion.
This completes todays blogging transaction. I’m tired and am going to bed. I’ve had a moderately full day, filled with stopping Dog George Jefferson from torturing Dog Weezie Jefferson and stopping him from figuring out a way to burn down the house. My brain is full.
I hope your day was as good as mine was.
Namaste Mother Truckers, Namaste.