I didn’t write about food yesterday.
As you may have noticed, I didn’t write at all. You probably didn’t actually notice because you have a life and are not sitting anxiously by your electronic device waiting for my newest missive.
I don’t feel like writing about food today and sharing with you that although I didn’t find the hidden Rice Krispies treats, a bag of vegan oatmeal cookies did find their way into my shopping cart while picking up Thanksgiving menu items yesterday.
And I ate them.
Not all of them.
Maybe half of them.
At least they were vegan so I just blew it by eating too much sugar (which I have now figured out definitely affects my mood…and not in a good way). I am grateful to have food.
Anyway, I didn’t write because it is the week of Black Friday and the folks in this family who work for actual money work in retail. I am grateful that they are employed. They are all working crazy and overlapping schedules while trying to share one car. I am grateful for that car. It is a logistical nightmare. We hold planning sessions every day to figure out how to make it work. I am grateful that we are making it work.
I can’t drive in the dark because of my eyes so all I can do is pack lunches and wash work clothes. I am really frustrated! I am grateful to have eyes that work well enough and food to pack in lunches and clothes to wash.
No one is getting enough sleep. I am grateful for the sleep we are getting and a warm bed and shelter.
At least we have a holiday this week so everyone can rest.
Oh wait, no we don’t. Some have to work on Thursday afternoon. Black Friday isn’t just for Friday anymore. I am grateful for the time we will have and friends to share a meal with.
I hate Black Friday.
I hate that we have traded a day of thanksgiving for a day of rushing to acquire more.
How much crap do we need?
Enough I say.
I am grateful for what I have and I have enough.
I won’t be shopping on Black Friday and probably not on Saturday either.
I will be at home eating my leftovers and counting my blessings.
I have enough.
Visual artist playing with collage, assemblage and whatever else I imagine. Homemaker and homeschooling Mom of four children aged 10 to 24. Ready to fully embrace life and leave regret and fear behind. Each new day is an opportunity to love, create and live with intention...