Thoughts for Today

Why is it so hard to be in bed by 10:00? Oh, that's right, because I do homework until 9:48 and then I start  a blog post to empty my mind of all the non-academic things that are swirling around in there. (Presumably, I have already successfully flushed all of the academic things out. I like to get those out of the way first. They take up way too much room.)

I have been thinking a little about all of the things I take for granted. Like my health, for instance. I grumble a lot to myself about how tiring the day-to-day grind can be, all the while forgetting how wonderful it is to be perfectly healthy and virtually pain-free every single day. Not everyone has that. It's something I need to work on remembering and appreciating. I met a lady at a school fundraiser today who, after months of excruciating abdominal pain, got diagnosed with a stomach bacteria and is finally getting treated for it. She said that she will never take her health for granted again. Hmm...I would sure love to gain that perspective...minus the months of undiagnosed, excruciating abdominal pain, of course.

Also, I take the girlies for granted. I tend to focus overly much on their constant, exhausting needs, and not enough on their funny, cute, quirky personalities. This one is a life-long lesson, I'm sure, but I like to think that somehow I can make some progress on it along the way. Spontaneous hugs and praise are sure helping me with it, but I have much more to learn and am determined to learn it before it doesn't matter anymore.

And guess who I else I under-appreciate? Craig! How is it possible to take such a wonderfully handsome and talented man for granted, you ask? Not sure. But somehow I do, and I need to focus lots more on loving the crud out of him and looking the other way when I see those notorious socks peeking out from under the bed. With such a stud for a husband, (who also happens to be the kick-trashingest Daddy I've ever come in contact with) it shouldn't be too hard to garner a lot more appreciation, each moment of the day. I mean, who else makes me laugh, think, and chocolate milk every day? No one, that's who.

Okay, brain drainage complete. With any luck I can be showered and in bed by 10:30. And with one less blog post to think about, maybe I can fall into a blissful sleep the second my head hits the pillow. (Not likely. But a girl can dream. You know, before she actually dreams.)