Warm & Fuzzy

This post may or may not be devoid of sarcasm.  I know!  Alert the media.  I’m feeling all warm and fuzzy right now.

Today at work, my boss set a life or death very important 3:00 p.m. deadline.

If it wasn’t raining at 3:00, he would leave to go play in a tennis match.  If it was raining, we’d all stay at the office until 5:00, per usual.

Luckily, the sky was dry at 3:00, so boss man disappeared.  The rest of us stuck around for a while, and slowly the staff dissipated and headed home for the weekend.  I came home to my sweet puppy, cracked open a beer, and headed out to my screened-in porch.  Five minutes later, it started pouring rain.  Sorry, boss!

As Buster and I sit outside, listening to the rain hit the roof and shake the trees, I can’t help but think about how lucky I am.  Lucky to have a roof over my head.  Lucky to have amazing friends and a supportive family.  Lucky to have a husband who doubles as my best friend on his way home to me.  Lucky to have a good job that allows me to put food on the table.  Lucky to be where I am.  Lucky to be alive.

There are a million things to be grateful for.  I forget sometimes what a blessing this life is, and how quickly and easily it can change.  So for now, sitting outside, enjoying the rain and a Sam Adams Octoberfest, I’m going to be thankful for where I am.  The next time I whine and complain about how hard life is, how tired I am, how annoyed I am, etc. feel free to anonymously send me a link back to this post.

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