Being Grateful and all that — practice

What do you mean ‘Your bed!

Ok, so I can do it, someone else on Medium did it, found ten things, wrote a good story about it, so so can I.

I’m going to do an off the cuff type of thing here goes….

I look around the room to find ten things to be grateful for.

1. That stupid cat by the fireplace, who is starting to look at me with that look that says ‘the fire is dying down, do something about it, fool!’

I am grateful to her for giving me a purpose in life, this being of self denying, nay sometimes crippling service to another living creature.

And when she comes into the bedroom tonight and stomps all over me with her suddenly sharp boney feet to find the most annoying leg cramping spot to settle down in, I will remember she is there to teach me about being willing to be in pain to be of service to others.

2. My daughter — who is listening to loud tik toks on her phone giving her life advice at volume, about

What the Khardashians are doing,

Fake belly buttons,

Breast lifts,

And where famous people eat, and is doing so at triple speed so she can maximise the ratio of time to trivial shit she listens to.

… I will be grateful to her for subsequently letting me know about fake belly buttons, breast lifts and what the Khardashians are up to when I ask her about it, if I ever do ask her about it, and if I do, I will be grateful that I have a reliable, up to date, local information source on all that.

3. My Matcha drink — this unattractive green watery slightly bitter drink made with no redeeming milk or sugar, is going to give me 4% more chance of not getting my breast cancer back if I drink it every day of my remaining life, as it imitates estrogen in a good way, so it makes me not get the cancer back, so drink that ugly green drink bitch and be happy and grateful about it.

4. ……….

5. Nothing. I’ve got nothing. There is nothing else in my miserable life left to be grateful for tonight, so I think I better finish up that nasty green drink, walk past my daughter who is laughing happily in a bubble with her friend the phone, and just go to bed where I will wait for the cat to come in and stomp on my bladder, and where maybe overnight I will spontaneously learn to stop being such a damn grumpy bitch and be a better person by morning !