Counting Blessings

I am kind of, sort of, a little, not so much as earlier, in a bit of funk.  It happens.  The Nuva Ring, my birth control choice, tends to give me highs and lows, but that is very very normal for me.  But when I am in a funk I tend to be moody and crabby and icky.

So, what I tend to do in this situation is try to count the good things.  Writing works better than anything else.

ANNNDDDDD HHHHEEEERRRRREEEE  WWWWEEEEEE GGGGGGOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!

  • I am in good health.  I am not sick nor ill, nor am I suffering from any major injuries
  • I have a job.  In this economy, having a job is a great thing.
  • I really like my job.  Yes there are downsides, but at the same time there is so much to love about it
  • My family is healthy and happy and I love them, as they do me.
  • I have a roof over my head, food, water, and plenty electronics to play with
  • I have books. Literally lots of books
  • My boyfriend is a constant blessing.  He makes me so happy
  • I have internet!
  • I have so many friends that are blessings and helpful and good to me
  • I got paid today
  • I went to Firefly, an amazing music experience
  • My muse is tentatively still present
  • I am tan (for the first time in my life, I am not pasty, pale or white.  BUT TAN)
  • I am healthy
  • I have an abundance of good things
  • I am loved.  I am loved by so many 🙂