An American in Wales

It’s Monday. Let’s find something to be thankful for. Before I get too crabby.

The plumber finally came, fixed the radiator – kind of – and left, saying “I’ll bring the parts for those broken faucets…next week.”

The kids bickered. All. Afternoon.

The scale showed a weight gain this morning.

The dog threw up her dinner.

My husband went to bed – at 8:15 – with a headache, I’m staring down another massive pile of laundry to fold, and frankly, I’m feeling a little crabby.

Clearly, it’s Monday.

Wait – that sounds pessimistic. That won’t do.

I need to dig – deep – to find gratitude.

  • I have a working furnace to provide heat, and a roof over my head.
  • I have a lovely, snuggly pup and food to feed her. (And obviously, food to feed me.)
  • I have clothes to keep my family warm. They’re a little wrinkled.
  • I have a wonderful husband, and….Advil.
  • Lots of Advil.

It’s easy write about the negative. The negative can be funny. Ok, let’s face it – it’s how I cope with the negative – I make myself look at it from a different standpoint, twist it, poke fun at it, and laugh at it, or myself.

In real life, I’m not that whiny, a complainer. I might be a “glass half empty” kind of girl, but I’m working on it; after all, there is so much negative out there, so much (bullying, peer pressure) for our kids to fight against.

I need to instill in them a positive outlook, self confidence, strength.

Surround them with positive ideas and people.

It’s not easy. But I have hope.

After all, the dog ran to and then pawed at the door to be let outside to hoark up her dinner. Twice. That’s amazing, frankly; she could have stayed where she was my kids do. And as she brought me her ball to toss afterwards, I’m thinking she’ll be fine.

So at the end of the day, I am grateful that the dog didn’t throw up on my sofa

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