For when I am in a ratty mood

I came home from work basically mad at the world.  I don't know why.  It is a confluence of a million little frustrations that one at a time are not that big of deal at all.

The best way to turn my frown upside is to be grateful.  Rapid fire, here is a list.

I am healthy.

I have enough to eat.

I have a comfortable and safe place to sleep.

I have internet access.

I have clean water to drink.

I have hot water, just have to turn on a tap!

I have electricity and can light up a room with a switch.

I have a car that runs.

I have friends.

I have Adam.

I have children who I love.

I have QE.  That's enough for the whole list.

There is beautiful music to listen to.

I have a whole shelf of books.

I have a job I like.

I have Clarissa to walk with.

I can go to the chiropractor.

Trees are blossoming.

It is not snowing; it is warm.

I have parents and siblings and in-laws and nieces and nephews.

I have the Gospel of Jesus Christ.

I have temple covenants that seal me to the people I love most.

I have memories.

I have things to look forward to.

I have Netflix and Hulu and Amazon Prime so I have stuff to watch.

I have lots of plants that make me happy.

I have a washer and dryer and dishwasher.

I have a cell phone and a computer.

I can hear music and birds.

I can taste and smell delicious things.

I can see colors and trees and flowers and sunsets and mountains.

I really have a pretty amazing life.  I shouldn't come home from work mad at the world, or even a little cranky.