Pie Chart Friday: Gratitude Edition

Every morning, I recite my daily gratitude list. It changes every day but generally could include any of the following:

  • important people in my life
  • places that I’ve been recently
  • freedom from crushing debt and abject poverty
  • Haribo and the happy world of Haribo
  • my health and the health of those I care about
  • not having died the day or week earlier
  • having retained my 10 fingers and 10 toes for all these years
  • wine and Moscow mules
  • upcoming weekends
  • the ability to work, even if no one will hire me to do so
  • cats, kittens, and feline cuddle puddles
  • the roof over my head

You get the picture. It’s pretty open ended and without real rules, save staying positive and actually being grateful. Things like “I’m grateful that bitch Terri broke her nose on the toilet seat” or “I’m grateful that T-Shawn has got the Hep C” wouldn’t really work in this context, although I don’t doubt there are people out there who wake up thinking about that shit.

I try to recite my list first thing in the day. There’s some psychology around that, regarding setting the tone for your day and infusing positivity into your thoughts and intentions. Whatever. I personally find it useful to do in the morning, otherwise it’s too easy to lose track of all those things for which you’re grateful. No amount of gratitude or thanks will survive an asshole nearly T-boning you in the intersection by your office. Trust me. #fuckthatguy

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Most of the time, it’s just a simple recitation, said quickly and honestly. Sometimes, though, it’s said under some more unique circumstances:

  • mumbled through 12 consecutive cups of black coffee
  • choked out through an aggressive, windpipe-threatening mouthful of gummy bears
  • blurted out through violent tears and fits of sobbing
  • in a text message to myself, reminding me to read it aloud when I actually feel the things therein are true
  • spit through a string of floss because I forgot (again) to set my alarm
  • undertaken during a full-scale emotional breakdown
  • not at all

Today, for this Pie Chart Friday, I’m going to share my list with you, readers. (You’re not on it: I’ll just say that now to manage expectations.) There have only been a few tears, six cups of coffee, and 25 Haribo Gold Bears. Happy Friday!

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