tired

I’m tired of reading blogs. I’m tired of trying to find something to come with for my own blog. I’m tired of checking my email. I’m tired of looking at Facebook. I’m tired of not having money. I’m tired of the slow economy. I’m tired of trying to stay busy at work. I’m tired of thinking about exercising and never getting any. I’m tired of my mother calling me. I’m tired of planning primary lessons for a group of children who have no interest in what I have to offer them. I’m tired of wanting. I’m tired of doing the same blasted thing day after day.

However, in honor of the blog world’s “Thankful Thursday,” perhaps I should take a moment for some gratitude.

I’m thankful I have food to eat, home and family, and a reliable vehicle to drive. I’m thankful to be loved, even when I offend. I’m thankful for medication, which does its job most of the time. I’m thankful to work for good people and feel appreciated. I’m thankful that I do not suffer from a chronic illness—that I can see, hear, speak, smell, walk and do all of the other things that allow me to feel free.