Gratitude on the 3rd day of the year 
I’m grateful for friends visiting yesterday. It makes me happy to cook and share a good meal with lovely people. I’m grateful some things being said echo deeply, grateful for good talks. I’m grateful I called it a day after they left, took sleeping meds and went to bed.
I’m grateful today I woke up well rested and had enough sleep. A blessing after the crappy nights lately.
I’m grateful I stuffed the cardboard boxes in the car yesterday before the storm tossed them around. I’m even more grateful I drove to town this morning, fetched more cardboard boxes from my townhouse and dropped a car full of boxes and a big bag of books at the recycling center.
I’m most grateful I decided to load the then empty car with stuff and bring it to the farm. I guess this is the start of moving all my townhouse things to the farm. I give myself a pat on the back for starting early jannuary.
I’m grateful I recognized a massive beer craving as inhabited coping mechanism with difficult feelings even when the feelings are not present on the surface. I decluttered my late Mum’s antique dresser as I want to use this wonderful piece of furniture as my TV board and storage for all living room bits & pieces. Quickly done. But the emotions and the unhealthy rewarding habits for unpleaseant, difficult work needed a massive HALT intervention when I came home. I’m deeply grateful for HALT. I was hungry, thirsty and tired. A nice meal and 2,5 hours of napping later everything is back to normal, my healthy reward was Missi purring me to sleep, I felt loved.
A reminder and invitation to make sure HALT is in your toolbox for coping with life, not limited to sobriety issues: H.ungry A.ngry L.onely T.ired
I’m grateful I can work at my pace, fake being an adult most of the time successfully, take good care of myself, have a cozy, lovely, nice home, super grateful for my reliable car 
I’m grateful for peace of heart and soul, for walking my path slowly, for friends, neighbours & pets, for all my blessings, for respecting my limits and rest when I need it, for giving my best, for not giving a fuck whether I can keep up with to dos or not. Grateful to constantly put work in how to organize the many aspects of my life. I’m grateful I don’t feel overwhelmed, at least for today. Step by step, one day at a time