One Thing to be Grateful for Each Day

The fact that we are able to go away to Maine for two weeks every year.

That is a call I hope to hear myself.

Medicine.

Felt like crap this evening, but accidentally had the chance to support someone else, who I had never met before that instant. I hope it was positive for him, but it definitely helped me, so I am grateful for that happening today.

If you all are brought home before I get there, I hope sf continues and has a little sign post; known as sf on earth, welcome all.

Money.

Naps, when I am able to get them like today.

Grateful it's possible to get it over here, the order of my favouriite Aussie tea arrived today.

The opportunity to travel elsewhere from home, to the “third most haunted hotel in the world.” I didn’t witness any ghostly activity, regrettably, but I certainly took advantage of long, hot showers. They were so relaxing that I could lie dead in there.

@Inanimate There was a 90 year old un-used hospital someone turned into a hotel in a tiny town in Arizona. People who stayed overnight there said some strange, unexplained stuff happened during the night. I never did get the courage up to stay there. I'm grateful I did not stay, I don't think I want to believe in ghosts.

I don’t think I really want to either. The idea of an afterlife spent here on Earth, and on loop for all eternity, is disquieting. If anything, I’m only in it for the thrill of possibly seeing one.

I noticed two really good things today:
- I was listening to a really great recording of a piano song, and with my expensive earbuds in, I could hear even the pedals being pressed and that sent a little tingle up my spine that I think is what the kids call ASMR. Gen-x were taught about warm fuzzies - I think it's same thing.

- Also, I just noticed that I was beating up on myself. Like my inner dialogue was all about my failings, situations where my boundaries were violated and I couldn't get away or persuade them to stop, and dumb career decisions I had made 6 years ago and even earlier. I sort of took a step back spontaneously and asked myself if this was helping or not. I couldn't see any upside, and so I'm allowing myself to be the imperfect, kinda crazy and silly human being that I've always been and nobody could beat out of me. Not even myself. I feel just a bit better because it's a recollection that I could be gentle with myself - and that might work even better. Shoot, trying to beat the "stupid and lazy" out of me never worked.

The part that I'm grateful for is that I had that little moment where I questioned whether my methods were working or not. I know for damn sure that I will forget this and then remember it again. Old habits die hard, and self destructive ones die even harder. I'm noting it here, though, more or less so that I might stumble on it again when I'm feeling less resourced.

Now I want a lobster roll sandwich. But the things are $23 each here in the west by midwest. They are not even a snack so to make a lunch out of it would require two of them, possibly add fries and a drink -- we're talking at least $55... I'm guessing they are much less expensive in Maine because of the lower transportation costs, lol.

Will you please stop tempting me with mouth-watering lobster roll discussions omg 😍

I'm grateful for being able to have conversations with someone about logic, axioms and deductive reasoning.

I've already had a lobster roll sandwich.

I'm jealous - I try to convince people with logic and their eyes just glaze over. Granted, I am trying to explain the difference between anecdote and data, which most people have neither the care, nor the inclination, to even bother with.

Thankful that I'm able to get great customer support, from most places. Special call-out to Apple Care support, who, if they are doing analytics on how much tech support time is consumed by each customer, they are going to name a price-tier after me!

The conversaiton started with talking about Peter Putnam's unpublished work, and wound up with the cognitive aspects of how I managed to fairly quickly locate someone's ring after it came off during a game of touch football on an outdoor, grass field.

I'm greatful uni is finished for good. I'm greatful I found this place when I did or I would never have graduated.

I'm grateful to the members who found me in the crisis room that night desperately seeking help.

I'm grateful to see the same members now as I did back then because this community wraps their arms around everyone who comes and makes them family, even if we don't speak, I see you.

I'm grateful that I can come anytime I need support and someone always responds.

I'm grateful to the wellness check truck that makes regular drive bys to check I'm OK. Thank you SF ❤️