Grateful for another day.
Grateful that I got some posting done.
Grateful that I don't have to post in every section every day and keep every section up to date, although I do try.
Grateful even though I don't always show it or say it, I am very much grateful for this site and for my second chance at life.
Grateful I don't have to cook dinner, even though it is Sunday dinner, leftovers are just fine!
We all know what F.I.N.E. means! (frustrated, insecure, neurotic, and emotional). Shouldn't feel that way, I cooked it! No one to blame but myself, sitting here trying to think of what I can do to add the Jo touch to it or should I just have a chicken sandwich. Grateful that I have an option.
Grateful that I got to watch tennis. Not so grateful that our Canadian player (Milos Raonic lost) to Roger Federer.
Grateful that more Davis Cup tennis is on tonight.
Grateful that the Lynsay Sands book I got is a page turner. She is a new author to me and the second historical romance in two weeks. Maybe I am sick, or I just need a break from all the who done its I have been reading.
Grateful that each day is a new beginning and unfolds as it should, not always as I would have them be or as I think they should, yet at the end of the day, quite often they are surprising, comforting, and surprising.
Grateful for a call from my friend S. last night, I was thinking of her and she beat me to the phone.
Grateful for all of you, without you, there is no me.
