It’s late afternoon and I really need to come here.
Today I’m grateful for frozen pizza. With a little bit extra cheese, ham and mushrooms it’s a quick, tasty meal. I’m grateful I can afford grocery shopping. I’m sure one day I will faint facing the bill at the supermarket. I’m grateful I stocked up on catlitter.
I’m grateful for all the work I put in myself and my life. Guess what? The ex showed up at the farm today to fumble with his stones. A coincidence as I moved back here yesterday? He didn’t know I’m back. It’s very, very strange. I’m grateful we were civil, I was able to address my questions and issues, I am content with the information I got and he removed a tree from the drive-up to the tractor parking. I’m grateful I didn’t have to ask, he had this idea himself. I’m grateful I stayed neutral when he talked about his new leasing car. He obviously can afford 2 cars.
I’m grateful my codependent mimimi was civil too and I sayed good bye when everything was said & done. I’m grateful I allowed me to cry a bit and feel a little upset. I’m grateful I treated myself to a yummi breakfast at lunchtime soon after, checked HALT, petted cats and took a shower. I’m grateful the mimimi was gone after the shower. Progress!
I’m grateful I laze on the couch, the cats are sleeping, the fire in the woodstove makes the room warm and cozy, I have a second glass of milk with a second cookie.
I’m grateful for freedom, for my peaceful life, that resentments come and go and sometimes fade, that my brain is in good shape again (at least for this week it was ok), that I’m grateful for all my blessings, that I’m a kind and warmhearted person, that I have both feet on the ground.
I’m grateful I got notice yesterday that a farther schoolmate commited murder last year. A friend of mine stayed loosely in touch with him over the years, she told me he contacted her last summer as he moved back from abroad. We three had a nice, short phonecall in summer but he seemed to be physically and mentally in bad shape and paranoid, obviously using some kind of drugs. We didn’t hear from him since. He killed a person he had big resentments on at the end of last year. Media stated that he was prisoned at a psychiatric-forensic ward due to his mental state.
I’m grateful my mental health is good besides the mimimi and brainfuck everybody suffers from time to time. I’m grateful that I was dismayed but not surprised when I read about it. I had a bad feeling about him returning from abroad and being quite a wreck. I’m grateful my friend lives far away from his place, the information took 2 months to reach her. I’m grateful we can grieve together a person we were friends in school 35 years ago.
I’m grateful for ODAAT, OFDAAT, FUBAR and FUCK
And for my lovely cats who enjoy the farmhouse so much Where my cat people? #3 - #1538 by erntedank
Edit to add: I’m grateful I fell asleep after typing my gratitude, woke up 1,5 h later, fed the cats, did my evening routine and moved from couch to bed. After this week the perfect saturday evening. Night folks