With Thanksgiving just around the corner, I thought I'd launch a brief series on Things for Which I'm Thankful. Of course, many of these things won't be things at all, but I'll save some of those "non-thing" things for later posts. Today, I'll all about the small stuff.
In no particular order, I am thankful for...
When I wake up in the middle of the night and realize that I have more time until my alarm sounds. Much more time, like four more hours. Even in grogginess, I'm able to realize that four hours provides substantial opportunity for more sleep. This is so much better than waking up fifteen minutes before the alarm, which only generates foggy, frustrated thoughts about why alarms have to go off in the first place and laments that people (as in, me) cannot sleep until the hour that we (as in, I) would wake up naturally. But four hours? Four hours is gold.
When the dishwasher is entirely empty. This is a good 52 seconds.
When the cashier who runs the self-checkout lane in our grocery store makes a point to dole out stickers to my daughters, even when I never use the self-checkout lane. My girls now flag him down by name.
When I can pay for something with exact change.
When a recipe calls for two eggs and, despite the fact that it's been awhile since I've done legitimate grocery shopping, I check the refrigerator and find eggs. Two of them. (Note: "legitimate grocery shopping" is code for when I return home from the store with groceries that will combine to form actual meals, rather than those runs to the store that yield miscellaneous items that find their way into the cupboards and refrigerator, but do not form actual meals. There's a difference. Hopefully I'm not the only one who understands this difference.)
I'm thankful when a cup of juice is dropped, narrowly missing the carpeting, and lands on the linoleum instead.
When the parent of a prospective college student stops me on campus, asks for directions, and then asks, "So, what year are you?" This is rare, but when it has happened I've wanted to dismiss social protocol and hug this stranger. Did you just think that I'm in college? You just thought I still was in college, didn't you?
When I catch a whiff of a wood burning stove while jogging in the fall. (This is as good as catching a whiff of neighbors grilling dinner while jogging in the summer.)
What are you thankful for?
Oh yes! There's one more thing. I'm thankful for all of you Pink Dryer Lint readers. Your vote is the sugar on top, the icing on the cake, the cherry on the sundae. Thanks for voting!