Today I am grateful for market trips last week and okra and not having roti so having to make them instead and salads and Nutella for the last roti and after dinner walks for digestion. I’m grateful for super helpful staff at Bunnings who helped us purchase a solution to our turtle-carpet problem well under my original budget. I’m grateful for our little car which manages to fit everything I try and throw at it!
Today I am grateful for podcasts to keep me company while packing and having lots of snacking food in the house and discovering microwaving burger patties is totally feasible and having bought a tape dispenser already. I’m grateful for my sister picking me up and whisking me away for dinner and drinks and family time after a long day of packing and being on my own. I’m grateful for hugs and whispering “I love you!” and cheeky giggles and blue tongues.
Today I am grateful for air-conditioning and fans and icy “refreshers” and bike rides and yoga sessions and cold showers and spray-on sunscreen and thoughtful articles and awesome coasters from long ago parcel swaps. I’m grateful for a bar freezer that’s absolutely packed to the brim with healthy, home-cooked meals for the weeks and months ahead. I’m grateful for the Internet and my phone and computer and being able to type easily and quickly. I’m grateful for good TV shows and weekly planners and chair back supports and fun summer dresses and short hair and skin that heals and owning the hair on my body and shirts ironed by my love and Internet radio stations.
Today I am grateful for yoga and ad breaks and robot vacuums and pre-preparing my meals and microwaves and sunlight and clean sheets and my bike and sunscreen and borrowing bigger uniforms and new socks and lollies and new watches and tidying the study and showing off my house to friends and lemons and millions of pillows.
Today I am grateful for podcasts to keep me company. I’m grateful for Google maps street view. I am grateful for leftovers and easy snacks. I’m grateful for access to the internet. I’m grateful to share books I love. I am grateful for face washers. I’m grateful for gentle rain on my roof.
I’m grateful for being a fast learner and having a silly teacher and my user name and password working for a new site and the rain holding off all day so I could get my uniforms washed and ready for next week. I’m grateful to have enjoyed my last day of being unemployed for a while. I’m grateful for time that I’ve been able to donate. I’m grateful for ripe avocados and new burger patties to try and dinner together at the end of the day. I’m grateful for knife sharpeners and reusing old boxes. I’m grateful that Aldi had black paints on sale just in time. I’m grateful for sarsaparilla and chocolate treats and sherbies. I’m also grateful for healthy meals to balance out the snacks. I’m grateful for keeping on top of the weird shower cleaning routine I’ve got going.
Today I am grateful for free time and my bicycle and warm weather and fans and scrubby soap and working hot water systems and gnocchi because it cooks so fast and sleeping in and East-facing bedroom windows and plans and notebooks and elastic bands and memory foam soles and guppies and water.
I’m grateful for cardboard boxes and paint and garbage bags and sticks and tape and ribbon and oil and water and battery operated candles. I’m grateful for cold sore remedy warts and mixing regular paint with moisturiser for face paint. I’m grateful for well mannered kids and impressed mums. I’m grateful for best friends and cheesy movies and saving a goody bag each and loud screams. I’m grateful for glowsticks.
I’m grateful for my sister and my niece and that we live close enough to visit without first catching a plane. I’m grateful for bubbles and balls and coloured sticks and leftover fritters. I’m grateful for cuddles and kisses and kisses for the turtle too. I’m grateful for milk and microwaves and spoons that can be used to dig in the rocks. I’m grateful for tantrums that cracked us up and spinning on office chairs until we can’t walk straight.
I’m grateful for warm days and perfect riding weather and a tail wind on the way home. I’m grateful for coffee and gossip and plans and excitement. I’m grateful for sneaky tricks and shopping sprees and staying under budget and cute things to squee at. I’m grateful for water bottles and electric garage doors and spokey dokes and lentil salad.
This week I am grateful for cheap flights booked last minute and impromptu holidays. I’m grateful for being able to rejig the budget so I could afford to go. I’m grateful for taxis and air trains. I’m grateful for beautiful Sunsets and warm weekends and cold days reminding me how much I appreciate the climate in my home town. I’m grateful for favourite places to visit and old familiar foods to eat and public transport that is actually useful. I’m grateful for jumpers and pants with skirts and improvised long socks. I’m grateful for air mattresses that turn into hammocks as I sleep. I’m grateful for catch ups with friends and family and last minute parties and alcohol induced karaoke and talking till midnight. I’m grateful for funny pilots and my travelling knitting set up and arriving at the airport early because my flight’s been delayed or the traffic is non existent. I’m grateful for edible aeroplane food and seasonal lollies and chocolates won. I’m grateful for text messages and phone calls and instant messaging apps. I’m grateful for delicious smelling soap and homemade deodorant and toothbrushes. I’m grateful for japa mala beads and coping techniques. I’m grateful for comfy sneakers and unnecessary thongs and warm winter pyjamas. I’m grateful for the rainbow of pens in my bag and beautiful letter writing sets and cheesy postcards. I’m grateful for cloud formations viewed from above. I’m grateful for leaving a lasting goodbye. I’m grateful for trams. I’m grateful for homecomings.
I’m grateful for ideas, I’ve had a lot of good ones lately. Little bits of inspiration hit me and I go off on tangents for days writing lists and lists of good ideas. New ideas are nourishing. Creative ideas feed my soul. Thoughtful ideas delight me.
Also grateful for finding enough money in the right budget to plan a spontaneous trip, being able to cook ahead meals for my love so he doesn’t end up eating cereal for a week, packages arriving sooner than expected, craft books that bring back childhood memories, fancy chocolates, cricket season, fabric sales, teaching myself new craft skills, useful crafts that are also beautiful, thoughtful free samples, bright sunshine drying my clothes, big hats for afternoon walks, and lemons, because they’re delicious!
I’m grateful for my story telling ability, I’m grateful that I have a standby on hand, and I’m grateful that Eddy the Teddy lasts the test of time. I used to tell my youngest brother, the one who inspired this blog, Eddy the Teddy stories all the time. When we went over to Vietnam in February this year he still requested a few stories and was in awe at my ability to remember all the characters names, even though we’d invented them together so long ago. This week I used Eddy the Teddy stories to put my niece to sleep twice while I was babysitting. She’s not yet old enough to request them, so I just tell them with as much detail as possible and my rhythmic voice puts her to sleep. And for that I’m grateful.
“One day, Eddy the Teddy woke up… “