I will be happy and thankful for things. I'm a big grump; these are my lines.

That may not make sense to anyone, but I'm in a mood. I had decided when I started writing again I wasn't going to write constantly about being in a mood so that has meant I haven't written this week.  However, I was talking to my sister (who is quite wise - don't tell her I said that) and she suggested, instead of moping, I could write about what I am thankful for.  It seemed like that is just punishment for being grumpy, so I decided it would be like writing lines on the chalkboard.

I will be happy and thankful for things. I will be happy and thankful for things. Etc.

 The first thing I could think of might help you understand where I am right now.

I am thankful I have enough self-control not to kill all the people I hate.

Seems perfectly reasonable to me. Am I wrong?

I am thankful for other, less sinister things, as well. Like... puppies. Well, yeah. Mostly. But maybe not right now. I will be thankful for puppies later.

These are pelicans. 

I am thankful I am employed at a job I am good at. Even when I find the office frustrating and suffocating and infuriating. I make a good wage and have a good life and write an excellent report - if I do say so myself. That has to count for something.

I am thankful for my husband. He's a good guy. He makes me happy to be silly and I am damn lucky I found him because otherwise I would be much angrier, lonelier, and perhaps more violent. Though, he tells me I am still violent because I smack him when he tickles me.

I am thankful for sushi. It was supper tonight and super yummy.

I'm thankful for excellent friends. I had a great supper companion. We laughed, we cried, we talked about sex. You know, girl stuff. (Note: The Guy is just thankful he wasn't there to witness it!)

I am thankful I have a good home and good dog to come home to. Even though he wanted me to go for a walk and I didn't want to so I pretended I didn't understand what he wanted until he gave up and flopped on the floor. This dog is a drama queen.  Honestly.

I am thankful I finished my first article for the online magazine I will be writing for. I submitted it and will wait for further instructions. I wrote it entirely while waiting for my dinner companion and it came out flawlessly. Except for the typos.

I am thankful for this post because it's not about how disgusting fingernails can get when they are too long which is what my original post was going to be about until I realized it was gross. You should be thankful too.