Today I am thankful for my home. I love my house. If I could change anything, it would only be to add a "crap room", er, I mean craft room for all my crap/crafts. And I would spring for the self-cleaning feature...what? That's not an upgrade option? Well, ok then. Seriously, when I quit working, I had grand plans for getting my house back in tip-top, clutter-free shape. (I know at this point, Big Joel is wondering when it was ever in tip-top, clutter-free shape. Remember Honey? Those first few weeks when we moved in 4 years ago?) The thing is, I have a difficult enough time picking up after myself. So I really hate it when I have to pick up after everyone else. Now I must say that BigJoel is every woman's dream when it comes to a man: he does not leave his clothes in the floor, he does not leave the toilet seat up, and for all intents and purposes, he's the neatest member of our family. Unfortunately, the other people who live here took after their mother. *ahem*
This post is supposed to be about thankfulness though. FlyLady has a wonderful take on housework. She calls it Weekly Home Blessing. I like that. Now it is no longer about chores, but about the outward manifestation of inward thankfulness. So I'm thankful for dirty dishes, because it means we had food to eat. I'm thankful for piles of laundry, because it means we have plenty of clothes. I'm thankful that I have to scrub the toilets, because it means we have indoor plumbing (ok, that's a stretch, but if you've ever been to Peru and experienced a "squatty potty" then you'll understand). I'm thankful for the girls' things that are left in my bedroom, because it means we have spent time together when they could have been holed up in their own rooms. So now, I must go and "bless my home" because there are a ton of opportunities for gratitude awaiting me. For this and so much more, I am very thankful.
As a little side note, last night Hallie (the inspiration for Thirty Days of Thankfulness) wasn't feeling well, so she went straight to bed before writing down what she was thankful for...I know, only 2 days in and we're already slacking. Anyway, this morning I found her in the living room hanging her blessing on the line (I'll post a pic later). I said, "Oh good I'm glad you're catching up from yesterday. What were you thankful for?" To which she replied, "Pepto Bismol!" Baby steps, my dear, baby steps.