I’ve been living in the same house for the past 16 years, and I am starting to believe there will never come a day when I can just sit and say I have nothing more to do. We’ve gone through years of acquiring many a treasure, and I do say that sarcastically because to me it’s absolute junk. But to my better half its a world of treasures we have sitting in our Junk room. It used to be called the office, but now it’s a room full of stuff, so in my mind it is absolutely a junk room. It used to bring me much sadness to think of how some people aren’t as fortunate, some to the point of being homeless. And it would sadden me to think of how we had an unused room full of stuff. I don’t know, that’s just how my mind works. So as much as I could complain about my messy house and about all the housework I go through all the time, I rather choose the path of Gratitude.
I am thankful for all we have
I am thankful for having more than I need
I am thankful for having clothes to wash
I am thankful for having a full Fridge to organize and clean
I am thankful for the many rooms I get to keep clean, (or at least try)
I am thankful for the dirty dishes and pots I get to clean every evening
I am thankful for the family I have, and all the crazy that goes on under this one roof.