Gratitude can wake you up.
No, really. It woke me up this morning, because the sun was streaming in through the window of the house we’re renting and the pool was beckoning and I just thought, “Get up, and get out there because GRATITUDE.”
Vacations are funny. They can be ruined by things like bad weather, and that’s not something you have even the tiniest bit of control over. You just have to go with it.
We had a great Fourth of July picnic yesterday with family, and I ate more than is humanly possible, so thinking I might be some sort of “other,” to have fit that much stuff in my body. It’s poking out of me this morning, but damn, I don’t even care.
Anyway, I can’t even sit around and write, because, sun, sand, walking trails, and oh, there it is again, gratitude.
*the gratitude-a-thon 