When my car decides two days before Thanksgiving it doesn't want to start, I feel grateful that my parents gave me a AAA membership and that my mom won't need the car while she is cooking up a storm.
(Also grateful that they were able to find a substitute for me. Eventually, thanks to the horrible timing and also the fact that I didn't know the proper protocol. I know now! My head still hurts from being stressed out and anxious to hear about the car.)
When darling Cat decides 3:10 AM is the perfect time to sing for breakast, I feel grateful she is still around. . . and that once she eats, she'll snuggle in bed with me until the alarm goes off.
|Yesterday, she spent most of the evening in the kitchen towel cabinet.|
Which probably explains waking up at 3 a.m.
When I can't find three lost things I really, really need and have been trying to find them for nearly a month now, I feel grateful a complete disaster hasn't happened without them. . . yet. And I still am hopeful I am going to find them. Yes, this will be the week. Maybe.
When I'm reading yet another message from a way-too-old, way-too-far-away person from the online dating site. . . well, I just try to be grateful that at least someone noticed my photo and thinks I'm cute.
Just like how the AAA guy said, "Have I mentioned you look beautiful today?" before he broke the bad news it wasn't a dead battery. Hee.
I said, "Next you're gonna tell me I'm beautiful when I'm crying."
Oh, I am soooo grateful for humor right now. . .