Time well spent, well, sort of.

So, after sliding back and forth between facebook and gmail for about an hour I realized NOTHING new was going to come through, except for the receipt for my silk painting supplies. So I decided to get up and participate in a life well lived. I scrubbed the bathroom to within an inch of its life. Satisfaction with small things is all part of becoming a happy person... that is what I am telling myself with the smell of organic, biodegradable cleaner hanging in the air.

Speaking of blessings, I read somewhere that each of us should list 5 things each day for which we are thankful. This is such a great idea I gave it a go and stuck with it for a whole week. Then I forgot to list. Does that make me a bad person? An ungrateful person who takes her good fortune for granted as though I really deserve it all and more? Hmmm. Well, I think what it makes me is forgetful. Which, by the way, a good memory is NOT on my list. lol