#1000 Reasons to be grateful

Read that – 1000.

1000!

1000 days of gratitude!

That in itself is something to be immensely grateful for.

1000 days in a row I have found something to be grateful for.

Whether it was super easy.

Whether it was super hard.

Whether I cried from happiness that day.

Whether I cried from sadness that day.

Where I looked up to the heavens and thanked those above for what I had.

Where I threw my hands up in the air and questioned if any of this being grateful crap was worth it.

Because as much as I am a self-proclaimed glass half-full gal, practicing new gratitude every day can be an enormous task, when faced with life’s challenges, disappointments, trials, and negativity.

But I have also learnt, there is so much of life to be thankful for.

I look in the simple. The everyday. The ordinary, and the natural.

And I find that some of the best moments are the ones that cost nothing at all, and are always available to me.

That is what I believe to be a rich life… away from any monetary value at all.

And despite all my gratitude towards this important milestone, how coincidental (and you know I don’t believe in coincidences!) that my 1000th post falls on another huge day.

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Finally! It was my Mum’s big birthday party today. And I don’t know how, what and why this has coincided the way it has – as like all of life’s mysteries – but I think it is something truly special that her 70th birthday, and my 1000th post, were on the same day.

Not two days apart, tomorrow, or yesterday… but the same day.

I haven’t quite worked out the significance of this at this post midnight hour, but I really don’t mind.

All I know, is just to be grateful.

And I will continue to try doing that for as long as I can. 🙂🙏

#996 Public holiday cleaning

I love this quote:

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I always have, maybe because it speaks to me so personally. I am not saying my house is filth, but I don’t stress out about cleaning. I don’t work out my days according to it. It’s dust here, mop there (now mopping I do get excited about now!) and rather, I fit cleaning in and around my schedule, rather than me fitting my life around cleaning.

I figure, I have better things to do. Things will always get done, and in the end, who the hell cares? Like really, do I primarily want to be known on this earth, for how freaking well my house was cleaned? If people are entering my house and judging the traces of dust present, well I may just have to judge the traces of stupidity in their heads.

Having said all that… I do appreciate, a good, deep clean.

Every so often it happens, and it’s like “get out of my way people! I am on a mission!”

And let’s face it… there’s no greater motivator than knowing there will be 40ish people in your house on the weekend.

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And so, on this Melbourne Cup public holiday, I got cracking. Well, we did. After Hubbie got home from work earlier today, we both set to it…

While others were walking through the rain for the horses, still others were on their couches, others at parks, and maybe others more so at the pub, Hubbie was whipper-snippering and then mowing our huge expanse of grass (and you only realise how big it is when you go to tend to it) while I did all manner of jobs inside the house.

We felt accomplished, and good. We still have a long while yet. But I know when we are done I will happily take in ALL the people 🙂

 

#994 Happy party prep🎉

It is a combination of general and specific things making me grateful today, and yet like all religions, they point to the same thing.

Specifically we got floor covering.

Specifically we got drinks.

Specifically we counted chairs.

Specifically I planned out table arrangements.

But in general and as a whole, we were preparing for my Mum’s big birthday bash next weekend.

And it makes me so happy, and I’m enjoying it, because we are moving at a good pace and getting shit done now… instead of all on Friday night at the nth hour.

And that’s the way all party planning should go, right?

With organisation, planning and time.

Scoff. Like that’s always possible.

Here’s hoping. 🤞

 

#972 Resting after the parties

I took the day off work to take baby girl to two kids parties today.

I had been informed well in advance of one, and then when I found out about the other, well I thought “that’s well timed.”

But can I just say… I work less and am more rested when I am at work, working, then when I am home for the day, with baby girl, driving around to first a 5 year-old’s, then a 6 year-old’s birthday party.

Sheesh.

I was ruined by the end of it all. It had been a full, fun day, but boy oh boy was I wrecked. As baby girl went to take her Dad out to the trampoline in the evening (because she somehow had not spent enough of her energy during the day) I took a deliberate 5 minute time-out on the couch.

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Can you see my toes, shining from the glow of the late afternoon sun? Can you see that water far off in the distance? It was a splendid day, and yet having been running around through the whole of it, I could actually not care less about it.

Yes it was beautiful out there. But lying by myself in peace for a few minutes, was more beautiful.

Then I heard baby girl and her Dad yelling and mucking about and talking from the yard… and I guess I am a sucker for punishment. I followed them out. 🙂

#965 The three day

It’s 3am.

And it’s been a day of threes all day.

I noticed it when I took this photo… sometime after 3pm.

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Three oranges. My nailpolish. My prosecco. And that beautiful tangerine flower there in the background.

We also had three functions today. A wedding, a birthday… and a birthday.

And you know how they say things come in threes… good and bad…

Well we got through today, in one piece… almost. We are not quite home, but the threes we had today, and which we attended, were of a successful, accomplished nature.

Let’s hope we get to sleep more than 3 hours… zzzz.

#934 Love from afar

You want to hear what one definition of love is?

Being happy for someone else’s happiness, when you aren’t in it.

That was today, as I headed off back to work after what seems like a lot of leave, maybe because we travelled, maybe because there were parties, maybe because we too changed in the process…

Maybe because we have a new-look kitchen? ;-D

But I went to work, leaving my beautiful family behind on a gorgeously sunny Spring day, wishing I was with them all the time, and trying my damn hardest to look for something to be grateful for, on what is typically a very un-grateful day…

FIRST DAY BACK AT WORK BLUES.

But Hubbie sent me this pic, and my heart soared. The caption?

“You missed a spot Tato :-D”

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I know I am not there, and I know I am not spending my night with them, but they are not far from my mind, they are always in my heart, and as long as they are happy – which that photo shows me – that is all that matters.

I miss them.

True love, is selfless.

I want them to be happy, even when I am not there.

♥♥♥