this day is made of monday, which i have asked my facebook friends to please define the ingredients for, but i believe it begins by waking up tired, having had guilt-inducing dreams (about pursuing (innocently...get your mind out of the gutter) some guy that i haven't seen since the early 90s and didn't really even know anyway except that he was in my ward) all night that made me wake up far too often, getting on the scale after a week that can only be described as AWESOME and seeing no.change.whatsoever, and having a daunting to-do list staring me down.
but i read an article last night about gratitude, and i am thinking that throwing some gratitude at this day can only make it better.
i am grateful for the fact that i haven't gained any more weight and that the fitness activities that i am working on are helping me to become stronger. i am grateful that my lower body is getting definition and that i still fit into my clothes pretty well.
i am grateful that every time i woke up last night, musicboy was there. it helped to ground me in the reality of my life, which is pretty awesome.
i am grateful that i can pray, because it helps me to deal with the frustration that inevitably comes from things i don't understand.
i am grateful that i can come home today, take a nap, get up, and face the world a little bit more clearly.
i am grateful that tomorrow is tuesday, and i can do something else, perhaps better than i did today.