Hmmmm … maybe a more apocalyptic title then I intended but still … true. And let’s be real — all of us have worried at least once in the past two years that someone might accidentally, on purpose blow up the world. Or was that just me? No, I didn’t think so. But we’re still here: alive, breathing, kicking and screaming. I’m grateful to be here with you ass-kickers and world-changers and love-mongers.
Tis the week of Thanksgiving which means it’s time for my annual Gratitude List. Normally, I do this over at Eat Laugh Purr but since I’m no longer regularly posting over there, it shall become a tradition here. Of course, Max always joined me and it wouldn’t feel right to exclude him, so please welcome back Max, aka the Coolest Cat.
Thanksgiving is just a few days away and I am ready, mostly. My elastic waistband pants are clean and ready to wear. I’ve got yummy food planned for Thursday through Sunday. That’s right — Thanksgiving is a four-day food fest in my home. Glorious, glorious food. And it’s all mine! Cue maniacal laugh.
Some people collect various tchotchkes or shoes or purses or cats to create happiness. While I would collect cats, I refuse to become a cliche, so instead I collect inspirational sayings to motivate me to live my best life. It’s a lot of pressure on a phrase or sentence or two. 🙂 And yet, words are strong. Inhumanely strong. Ugly words, even those said long ago, grow roots inside of us that seep into our thoughts and unconsciously direct our decisions and beliefs. To help me deal with those roots, I use inspirational quotes to rewire my brain and help me find my way back to happiness.
This weekend when I sat down to write today’s post, I had a bunch of great ideas floating around in my brain. They, of course, needed more fleshing out but would make good, solid posts when finished. However, I wasn’t in the mood to write them. Nope. I was feeling goofy and didn’t want to talk about money or mindfulness. I had pep in my step (like my cat, Max, does every day) and wanted to stay in that silly space for a little bit longer. I decided to embrace my goofiness (and write down my post ideas since I’m getting forgetful in my old age), and I’m here to spread happiness today!
The forecast shows sunny days with fresh-cut green grass and brightly-colored tulips in our near future as Winter winds down and Spring approaches. This is also the time of year where many people get the itch to give their home a good cleaning in preparation for Summer barbecues and activities. That bug has never bitten me. Ever. Don’t got me wrong — a clean home feels great but I hate cleaning. Some people find it very zen to clean; I find it to be an annoying, required task. In an attempt to put off cleaning (or procrastinate), I thought about how spring cleaning your life should become an annual ritual too.