In an attempt to self-actualise and fight anxiety and depression I have decided to regularly post about something I am thankful for. This might be something small like chocolate or something on a far larger scale, like sunshine.
Join me (or don’t) and comment on your own ‘thankful things’ in the comments section below!
This week I am thankful for my tea, dog groomers and music.
Shortly after my gallbladder operation, I was presented with a cup of black gold – that’s coffee to those of you who don’t know. I sniffed my delicious old friend… and nearly vomited. My once most beloved partner had become an enemy. Fearing life without caffeine I turned in desperation to its poor cousin; tea. What surprise when I discovered I actually really enjoyed the humble cup of tea. In fact, I hadn’t enjoyed a hot drink as much in years. Now I truly look forward to a cup of tea to get me through the morning, charge me up for the afternoon dirge or warm me up before bed. I’m thankful for the humble cup of tea… maybe I should be thankful for the operation for making me realise how much I enjoy tea!
Once upon a time my husband and I used to waste a whole weekend every 6 – 8 weeks fighting with our dogs to try and clip them. This involved sweat, tears, blood and errant hairs getting all down my bra for days on end. To say I hated this job is an understatement. I loathed this job and what’s more, my dogs didn’t think much of me and hubby as groomers either. About three years ago we decided to outsource this particular task to a professional dog groomer… and have never looked back. The utter bliss of dropping off my stinky, hairy mutts and getting back some clipped, pampered princesses is something I could never describe. I am so, so, so thankful for dog groomers.
Music is a massive part of my life. One of my four tattoos is a six-inch piece declaring my love of music. Music moves me, soothes me, lifts me up, pulls me down, takes me away and brings me into the here-and-now. I love a lot of different styles; country, bluegrass, rock, blues, folk, whatever the hell Pink Floyd is, crooners, fifties……. Without music in my life there would be a huge gaping hole, my writing would suffer and car trips would become utter hell. On the plus side, without music, my husband would be thankful in the car… he wouldn’t have to hear me sing! I’m thankful to every one of those talented artists out there who create audible beauty.
What about you? What are you thankful for?