Can you come up with three positive things a day, for five straight days?
Apparently my friends on Facebook can.
Let’s see if I can do it!*
*I’ve seen two different versions of this challenge: 3 positive things a day, and 3 things you are grateful for a day. Mine sorta combines both.
Tuesday, September 2
- Green(ish) thumb. I am notorious for killing plants – orchids, African violets, Easter lilies, and so on. But! I have yet to kill the plants in my garden! A first for me. Admittedly, some of them are a bit droopy, and one did die, but it came back from the dead! Now our porch is bright and colorful and green and and and…
- Puppies! One of the best feelings in the world is coming home to Ra & Stormy. They are always happy to see me, they don’t complain or fuss at me, and all they want is food, attention and more attention.
- Driving. My commute is short, 10 minutes, max. When I first moved to North Carolina, my commute was about 30 minutes each way. An hour a day, five hours a week, 260 hours a year, 10.8 days; the extra time really adds up. Now I’m not stressed when I go home, having played dodge-ball-bumper-cars-meets-Super-Mario.
Wednesday, September 3
- Friendship. I’m not very sociable, so the fact that I have friends is pretty amazing by itself, but I am lucky to have some truly great friends. They accept me despite all my many flaws, laugh at (most of my jokes), and they are there for me through thick and thin. I only hope I’m as good of a friend to them as they are to me.
- Free time. I am grateful that I have the time and opportunity to even write this. While my job isn’t glamorous, I can leave it all behind when I go home (mostly). My evenings are my own, and not spent working a second (or third) job to put food on the table. I have the ability (and the freedom) to do whatever I want on the internet, to read whatever I want.
- Colby. I have an amazing partner who supports me in anything I want to do and helps me achieve any goal or any dream I might have, no matter how silly. He cuddles me when I’m hiding under the covers during a thunderstorm, argues with me about the Prime Directive, cooks with me, even when it leads to him (repeatedly) getting injured. In his eyes, I’m beautiful, confident, intelligent, funny, and he makes sure I know it.
Thursday, September 4
- Health insurance! I grumble that it’s another bite out of my paycheck, but it’s so much better than paying full price for medications, doctors’ visits, etc. My plan also allows me to see whatever doctor I want, instead of having a limited choice of barely legit pseudo-doctors.
- Weekends! A time to unwind & play, forget about work, catch up on cleaning and sleep. Thank you, random New England cotton mill, Henry Ford and Amalgamated Clothing Workers of America Union, for allowing me to slack off from work.
- Heartache. Yes, it’s an odd one, but I would rather feel the loss of someone in my heart than to go through life without connecting with anyone, without loving people, even when they are no longer around.
Friday, September 5
- Books. There’s a scene in Beauty and the Beast where Belle is walking through her village, reading a book, and avoiding obstacles in her path while the villagers sing. That’s me, well, without the cute outfit, singing villagers and obnoxious suitor. Have book, will travel! I love getting lost in another world, it’s my escape from reality.
- Medication. Mental health is still a stigma in today’s society, but I don’t care, I’m talking about it anyways. I’m thankful that there are medications that help me manage and control my bipolar disorder, manic depression, OCD and panic attacks. For the first time in a long time, I am stable. Is life rainbows and unicorns? Of course not, but I can handle everything a whole lot better, and enjoy the happy moments even more.
- My couch. We have the comfiest couch in the entire world, yes, even comfier than yours. It’s an L-shaped couch, so both of us can stretch out and watch Star Trek: the Next Generation without squishing each other. Instead of normal back couch cushions, we have 10 pillows that we can rearrange any way we want – pillow fort, cave, mountain, even pillow fights!
Saturday, September 6
- My vision. I received my first pair of glasses on my 5th birthday, right before my birthday party at Chuck E. Cheese. Because my prescription was so strong, my eyes looked all tiny and beady, like pug. In October 2012, implantable collamer lens were surgically implanted into my eyes. My entire world has changed. I don’t have to worry about breaking my glasses, being blind in the morning, glasses fogging up when I leave the car, and so on.
- Weight loss. The scale and I aren’t the best of friends, we have a love-hate relationship. It loves to make me cry, I hate the numbers it gives me. But we are working through our differences, there’s a lot less hatred and a lot more giddiness when I step on the scale and realize I’ve lost 40 pounds. Some days are harder than others, sometimes I just want to jump into a vat of vanilla ice cream, caramel syrup and M&Ms, but those urges don’t rule me anymore. A little green dress is waiting for me in the back of my closet!
- Me! I’m thankful I’m me. Emotional, mostly self-sufficient, crafty, sarcastic, big feet, long eyelashes, intelligent, clumsy, organized, scatter-brained, relatively healthy, wordy, anti-Oxford comma, spastic, pale, ponytail and all.
Other things I’m thankful for:
- Light bulbs
- Evil day star
- Ceiling fans
- Sparkly eye shadow
- Afternoon naps
- Hard apple cider
- Turkey sandwiches
- Vacuum cleaners
- Mosquito repellent
- Larry the giraffe