I know gratitude journals are not new things. Heck, they might not even be trendy anymore. However, things have been rough lately…pretty much the majority of the school year and I’m feeling a little defeated. So I thought I’d try it. I will likely include a bit about the day or past few days when I inevitably fall behind, but try to keep in mind the goal of remembering the positives.
Today:
1. I am grateful and marvel that the J insisted on wearing a jacket. At the time, I thought he was bonkers as I had only planned on a sweater and his brother, who lives in a Gorilla Tag sweatshirt, was going without But he was right and it feels cold and damp, notwithstanding the thermostat. To put it more succinctly, I am grateful that despite his many needs, his instincts towards self preservation are strong
2. I am grateful that breakfast was timely eaten and that we had everything we needed despite my lack of weekend prep. On Friday, I was completely out of milk for the first time I can remember, not even almond milk so I was making pancakes with extra yogurt!
3. I am grateful that despite his obstinacy in some instances, me waking A up by yelling (back story is that he slept in and then lazed about while J and I quarreled outside his door over J closing and locking the door, lol) didn’t result in him refusing to comply. He did read me the riot act on my plants, but that’s nothing new.
4. I am grateful that J only bothered one cat this morning and not too terribly. It was also the one who puts up with him the most.
5. I am grateful that the boys made it to school on time and I made the train.
Yesterday was A, birthday party. J majorally wigged out. Who knows if he was nervous about a party with A’s friends or just in a mood for some other reason. I really didn’t want him to miss it as his dad was coming and bringing his little brother and gf’s son. I knew J likes seeing both the gf and her son, not to mention his dad, so I didn’t want him to miss out. It was pretty horrible though as he hit, threw stuff, broke things, and peed all over the bathroom floor. But for once in my life, I added 30 minutes to our departure time so I was grateful that was actually enough. He also held it together to the end and other than about another 30 minutes of wasted time, not much harm was done.
I am grateful that I am caught up in furniture building for my aunt’s new house. She might actually get all her boxes unpacked this week which is a feat I’ve never accomplished in my dozen moves. I worry that she left her life of 40 yrs to be with us and want her to be happy here.
Until next time!
