Today was much better

Today I'm thankful because:

1. Last night I was so upset after work (read yesterday's blog) that Z said we should get pizza and rent movies instead of going to the gym. Sounded like a good idea to me, so we just chilled at home, and it was wonderful.

2. This morning I had a conversation with my boss where I told she admitted she thanks God for me everyday and thoroughly appreciates my hard work. She said I was doing a fantastic job and my attitude and willingness to help is refreshing. Wow – who knew?

3. Because of that conversation, I mentioned that I'd been finding quite a few errors in our magazines, after they'd been printed. However, the head of editorial is very territorial, and I'd gotten in trouble before for catching mistakes before they printed. I pointed out that I have copy editing experience and would be more than willing to read all copy before it goes to the printer, and the two of them worked it out so that I can copy edit now. This is great because I will feel more useful, I won a battle, and they will see more of my skills.

4. The weather outside makes me happy, even though it's overcast, because it's cool.

5. I paid bills last night. I know: why would anyone be thankful for that? Well, first of all, I'm thankful that I can pay bills, but also I love the process of it. I don't pay bills online because I love sorting through the bills, writing checks, seeing tangible evidence of goods we've used and how much it all costs. I believe it helps keep me grounded with how blessed we are and how everything's turning around now that we've both had our jobs for a few months. We're getting back on our feet, and paying bills helps me stay grateful for it.

I really want a day to stay home to do laundry. For the past two days, I have started laundry in the morning before work, switched it to the dryer during the 25 minutes I'm at home for lunch, stopped the dryer, and began it again when I get off work (our dryer is broken and doesn't turn off automatically; you have to set a timer and physically stop it by opening the door.) I am a methodical person, in case you haven't picked up on that already (I am Methodist, after all), and I like to do things in a logical manner, but also as slowly as I want. I wake up early in the morning so that I have 20-30 minutes to read news, eat slowly, deliberate over my outfit, etc. I don't like to be rushed (hence all my posts about evenings spoiled by the gym). So I really don't like doing laundry like that. I would rather do 5 loads on one Saturday, but two days ago neither one of us had anything to wear to the gym because laundry hadn't been done in so long. The lesson here is that I like things to happen on my time table, but who doesn't, I suppose?