We just heard we finally got our offer accepted by the bank in a property short sale. Said property being our dream home and said offer happened to get accepted on Jonathan's 38th birthday. YAAAAAY! I feel like the Jeffersons aside from the fact that we're not moving to the eastside or into a delux apartment in the sky and other obvious reasons (trying to be pc here).
Ok, not a very good comparison. Still though, you know you have the theme song stuck in your head now so why not indulge in watching this little video here. C'mon, it'll be therapeutic.
Monday, July 27, 2009
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Yesterday, I had one of those epiphany moments that has adjusted my way of thinking in a big way. I saw a woman standing by the freeway holding up one of those cardboard signs asking for help while I was driving somewhere to buy some new shoes. While I didn't stop for her, I did take notice of her. If I had to guess, I'd guess that she was maybe around my age, somewhere in her early thirties. What really struck me was how she didn't look like the stereotypical homeless person. She looked somewhat pulled together and had her red hair pulled back neatly into a ponytail. I could be wrong about this, but it seemed like she was new to the homeless thing. I kept driving.
Lately I've been guilty of grumbling about certain things, certain inadequacies in the material sense. Ever since we've moved into this house that we now rent, I've grumbled about the kitchen with its big ugly, orange pine cabinets & appliances over 20 years old. I've grumbled about the bathroom, the fact that we have to share the bathroom with our kids [guffaw!], the lack of central air conditioning, etc. etc. Since putting an offer on this other house which is PERFECT but in a short sale, I've had more reasons to complain. While I feel positive that eventually we'll get the house, I've heard myself complain even more. Every time I walked into the ugly green bathroom or kitchen I'd remind myself that SOON we'd have a better bathroom and kitchen. Soon, I'd be able to evenly bake something in the oven without rotating it 10 times. Finally, a bigger bedroom & our own bathroom.... you get the idea. Boohoo, right?
So, back to the shoes... I was getting a little annoyed that I couldn't find was I was after, not that I really had a clue what that was. I finally accepted defeat and left. Yet, as I left and the whole time I was in the store, I couldn't shake that woman that I saw by the freeway. On my way home I drove by her again & decided to grab a wad of singles that I had in the car and give them to her. I handed over what I had & she thanked me as I drove away.
And as drove, I was hit with this overwhelming feeling of gratitude and empathy. I couldn't help but wonder, what on earth happened to that woman to put her in that position. What sad chain of circumstances and events led her to stand by the 90 freeway. I cried. I realized that we are all a few steps away from that freeway off ramp. This economy has left thousands of middle class families homeless. The worst of it, I think, are all of the homeless children & homeless retirees who were supposed to be sitting on a beach enjoying their golden years. And here I am, complaining about kitchen cabinets and not finding another pair of shoes to buy. I am a lucky girl. My husband has a job. We have a roof over our heads. I get to stay home and raise the kids. We have kitchen cabinets and stuff to put in them. We have a shower AND and bathtub. We even each have our own rooms in which to call our own. We have our health. We have our children. We are so ridiculously lucky.
How can we ever expect to be happy and fulfilled if we can't appreciate what we have now. While this all may sound cliche and I know we've all heard this before, I think we tend to forget how a simple change of attitude can change our well being. If we always focus on what we don't have, the new house, the fancy cell phone, the better car, we will never be happy even if we do get those things. I am so grateful that I saw that woman yesterday. She reminded me to not take for granted how fortunate I am to live the life that I've been blessed to live.
I am also grateful to be able to share some great blogs about being grateful.
attitude of gratitude
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Saturday, July 4, 2009
Nobody whoops it up on the 4th of July quite like my British husband but I think the Swedish Chef wins the spirit award hands down in the following 4th of July special presentation brought to you by Chudleyvision.. I have watched this at least a dozen times and seriously think you should too. It's way better than zoloft... just sayin'. As usual, I'm just trying to spread joy to the people. I give and I give [sigh]. Happy 4th of July!