Just a Mirror…

Thank goodness for this bloghop. The Ten Things of Thankful Blog Hop. I have been distant, non-existent. Not writing as I should. Believe me when I tell you, I would if I could. (Yes. Dr. Seuss moment gone.)

I hear it’s an anniversary weekend. 40 is the number. Can I do a post in 40 words or less? Probably, but I don’t want to. Not really. See, I’ve got to not take the easy way out. ‘Cuz there’s never an easy way out. Looking for the easy out is simply stacking the odds in a closet that more than likely has already reached capacity. I’m not into shoving things in closets. I might stack things neatly, but no shoving.

Me. I’m more of an under the bed person. Several years ago, I discovered “bed lifts”. Like elevator shoes for your bed. In no time at all you can raise your bed 6″ and voila! under bed storage. I used to be all for it. I still am. But only in emergencies. My “new” life will be the minimalist life heretofore contemplated. Time has come today (ungh, ungh) to put all that legal tender where I normally put food.

So what is GirlieOnTheEdge grateful for this week? This hop. It allows me to try for the umpteenth time to get back on track. With the writing thing. And for reminding me that amidst all the challenges of daily life there is always, always a thing to be thankful for. It’s a marvelous tool for forced acknowledgement of:

The fact, I have a job. This, no small feat, story be told. And this, my anniversay month.

Knock now on everything wooden that my box o metal is till running down the highway although I got extremely nervous last night with a more than rough idle when I went to leave the store. 

My sanity. That it is intact. There may be some dissenters out there. To you guys – f off. (I never said I may have lost it at some point in time lol)

Computers! Yes and telephones. Friday started pretty typically until I looked in the bathroom mirror. Holy shit! I never felt my eye explode. This as I was certain no blood was going to pour outta my eyeball was quite the surprise. So thanks to calling someone (I’d already turned off my computer), it was determined, barring no intsant god awful disease, that I suffered from subconjunctival hemorrhage. Not a pretty sight my friends.

Everytime I participate in this hop I will mention the Wakefield Doctrine. (and link to it, of course!). If you have the patience to read, learn, listen and discuss it’s principles, you will realize that you have an extremely valuable life tool. (insert commercial: “Don’t leave home without it!”)

For people I haven’t met yet but hope to one day. Kristi! Yeah you! We don’t live that far apart now so what the fuck! Funny, it’s no big thing as we are 2 clarks. It will happen. And the hostess with the mostess (and the cupcakes to boot) Lizzi. When she makes her transcontinental trip to the US of A. I want to meet you. In fact, the 3 of us will have to get together IRL.

Anybody else get nervous about when to stop? I haven’t been counting the thankfuls. I don’t want to count. On the other hand, I don’t want to leave anything out that later I’ll say to myself “shit!” why weren’t you thankful for…..lots of words here. Enough for me. Sometimes, I’m better off without words…..be good to yourselves…..next time……