The Thanksgiving holiday threw me off my daily blogging wagon, so I’m taking today – the last day in November – to wrap-up my thankful for list.
Day 23: Even though I spent most of the evening cleaning it, I’m thankful for our home. I remember when we first saw our house. It seemed so HUGE! I couldn’t believe we were going to be homeowners with our own appliances, a backyard, and yard tools! I couldn’t wait to get the keys and start painting the walls, moving in our things, purchasing more furniture, and making this house our home. Almost six years later and I still love it. Sure I wish I had a larger kitchen with an island and marble countertops, or a private master bathroom, or master walk-in closet, but I love that we have enough space to host our families when they come to visit. I love that our house is in good condition and doesn’t require a ton of maintenance or improvements. I love that we have such wonderful neighbors that look out for us. And most of all, I love the little family that we’ve built/will build in this home and all the memories we have so far.
Day 24: Thanksgiving Day. I’m thankful to still be sharing the holiday with my closest family members – my parents, my grandparents, my aunt and my cousin – and that everyone is still in relatively good health. I’m also thankful that the turkey still tasted pretty darn good, despite looking like something from National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation.
Day 25: Typically, my mom and I brave the Black Friday madness to score some good deals on gifts for family and friends. Or in some cases, good deals on things we want or need ourselves that we know other people won’t buy. This year wasn’t like that. In fact, we could barely think of anything to get anyone. And my own Xmas list is pretty bare too. The reason for this, I think, is because we’re all so blessed. It’s always hardest to buy for the person who has everything, and fortunately for us, it seems everyone in our immediate family already has everything they need to be happy. If that isn’t something to be thankful for, then I don’t know what is.
Day 26: I was thankful for the great weather we had on Thursday, Friday, and Saturday that allowed us (and by us, I mean the hubs) to put lights on the house and complete our Christmas decor both inside and out. There was plenty of blood, sweat, and cursing, but the tree is up, the lights on the house are twinkling, and the house is decorated.
Day 27: On Sunday morning, my parents headed back home so the hubs and I spent the day putting a dent in our Christmas shopping. I’m thankful we were able to get about 1/3 of it done.
Day 28: Monday was a vacation day and I’m thankful I was able to get some things accomplished around the house. As someone who works full-time, an occasional day away from the office does wonders for my mental health. Even though I spent the day doing laundry, wrapping presents, cleaning the kitchen, and making out Xmas cards, it was sooo therapeutic. Very thankful for days like that.
Day 29: Last year around this time, the hubs and I booked our 5 year anniversary trip to Maui. I can’t help but look back on that, and all of the trips we’ve taken together (Cabo, Bahamas, Napa Valley, Italy/Spain/France, Cancun, Kauai, Colorado, Arizona, Florida, New Orleans, Oahu, Myrtle Beach, New York, San Diego, Memphis, Chicago, Charleston, etc.) and feel truly blessed that we’ve been able to see the places we’ve seen. To eat the foods we’ve eaten. To experience other cultures. Traveling to new places is by far my favorite thing to do, and I’m incredibly fortunate to have done so much of it with the person I love most.
Which brings me to…
Day 30: The thing I’m most thankful for: My husband. (Excuse the schmoop that’s about to take place.) I do not know a more hard-working, honest, caring, thoughtful, intelligent, handsome, selfless, courageous, good-hearted, loving man. He is my rock, and the reason I have most of the things I’m thankful for. He’s my best friend, and without him, I’d be completely lost. He’s not perfect but he’s as close to it as they come, and I feel incredibly lucky that he’s mine. Cliche as all of this may sound, it’s the truth. No one could love me better than he does and I’ve got a feeling that this is only the beginning. I can’t wait to share the next 50+ years with him. Life is good, but only if he’s in it.