Welcome to rapid-fire Thursday, where I get tired of playing catch up and tell you six things that I am thankful for. I am starting to want to write about real things, but I feel tied to this November commitment, so I today I will make gratitude my bitch.
I am thankful for manual labor. Horses require copious amounts of it, obviously, but I've also always had jobs that allow me to stay active. I would go absolutely stir crazy working at a desk, and as I discovered by tons of computer training at my new job, my back hurts after a long day in a chair. Manual labor is a great way to stay in shape, and can be greatly rewarding when you see what you've accomplished.
I am thankful for sports. For years I have loved to watch New England's teams and cheer them on, but I was an adult before I really understood how any of them worked. My boyfriend is a sports fanatic, and he has very patiently answered my questions over the years so that I may better understand what's going on. He even gave me an appreciation for golf, which I had previously equated to watching paint dry. It is especially convenient in the restaurant industry to have a good knowledge of sports, because it's a great conversation piece.
I am thankful for my cell phone. I am old enough to remember the days of land lines and pay phones, and not having the world at your fingertips. For every time I curse technology, I also thank God for it. I can think of so many instances where I would have been lost (literally, figuratively, and sometimes both) without my smartphone.
I am thankful for my friends. I am not one who has a large group of them, and it's on purpose. I am rather picky about who I hang out with, because I do not want to waste my time on someone who would not do the same for me. I pride myself in being a good friend, and in my opinion it is next to impossible to be a good, true friend to more than a handful of people at any given time.
Years ago, a friend of mine called me late at night because his truck had broken down on the southern end of the NJ turnpike. He was hoping I was in the area; no one else was available to help him out. I drove down from Taunton, MA, to pick him up and then brought him to Springfield, MA so he could spend the weekend with his girlfriend. Crazy? Yup. Did I think twice? No.
That story reminds me, I am thankful for my desire to travel. I have seen so many amazing places in North America, and I have met so many great people; I don't regret a moment of time that I have spent on the road. One of these days I will get to Europe and Australia, too, but I am going to have to save my pennies.
Which brings me to my, um, we'll call it thriftiness. Honestly I don't know quite how I developed my budgeting skills, but I am so proud to have built myself up from being totally flat broke to having a respectable savings account, zero debt, and enough left over to take a couple of vacations each year. I quit my job on the spot in October, because I was miserable there and I knew I would not aggressively seek a new, better job unless I HAD to. I am newly employed at a much (much much much) better place, I am happier, and I did not need to dip into my savings account to survive almost four weeks out of work.
I apologize for a photo-less entry, but I am all done sitting at this computer. My mosquito-sized attention span expired long ago. It's time for family dinner and homemade pizza!