Counting My Blessings – and Still Pulling a Pout!

I have a philosophy that I share with anyone willing to listen – “Every morning, when you get up, count your blessings and every evening, before you go to bed, give thanks.” It is a noble thought and a wonderful affirmation of your/my life. I do this – OK – most of the time, and yesterday I decided was a good time to do it again.

– I’m breathing
– I get to sleep in my own bed
– I can dress myself
– My family is here for me.
– Norm knows how to make MY coffee
– Medications that keep my mind clear
– Friends and computer hook-up (I’m sort of aware of what others are doing)
– Optik TV
– Food in the fridge
– Walker and clutchy-reachy-grabby thing

Then, of course, there is everything to be thankful for and some are the same and I am so very thankful!:
– My loving family
–  Friends that make me feel needed and valued!!!!!
– Telephones
– Pain that tells me when I’m doing something wrong
– Sunshine and moonshine (not the liquid kind)
– An employer that cares and helps even when I’m not there
– A health-care system that cares
– Meds that do their job with little side effects
– A nice comfortable roof over my head
– Clean laundry
– Financial support

Wow! With so many blessings and things to be thankful for, why am I  pouting? Because I can be blessed, thankful and still unhappy. I try to find things like pain a plus, which it is if I look at it  a certain way, but it still hurts. I don’t know when or if I will ever be 100% but then I haven’t been 100% in over a decade so any improvement id better than none, right? I even found myself pouting yesterday because there was no Coconut Greek yoghurt in my fridge. There was blackberry and strawberry but Norm told me the coconut was sold out. Sigh! One of the books I downloaded to my KOBO is for teens and sucks. I know I don’t have to read it. I even have real books I haven’t read, yet! Then I pout because I feel guilty for being picky. My dining room table is a mess and we have guests coming in a few weeks.  I’m recovering and I’m supposed to be a little down, right? Do I get tired of being up all the time? Not really. I’m supposed to be looking for the positive side of everything. I even started writing a book about that “look for the silver lining” schtick. There can be a plus to everything for someone. Sigh, so pouting will get me some notice, right? I like being noticed, it’s a blessing, ok?

Thanks for listening. ;D Diane

~ by 1fatgirlshrinking - Diane Kirby on July 6, 2012.

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