Why keep a Gratitude Journal at all? (This is the saaaaaame intro for every Gratitude Journal entry. It’s here for the newbies to the journey.)
I try to start everyday with a Grateful heart. *duck face* Potna, I ain’t lying. You can check my IG accounts Queen/King. I get a lil raunchy on the Multiple_Sclerosis_Outlaw but I’m calmer, gentle with allthingsonelove. On both, I start my day sharing Gratitudes, stories of Gratitude and anything related to being Grateful. I’m dead ass serious about my Gratitudes because it keeps me present and accountable for my own energy. I recognize and appreciate the actions, words and energy of others intending me good. By starting my day with Gratitude, I have less MS pain, MS symptoms and MS depression because I’m actively pushing my thoughts towards in a positive direction of Gratitude. My relationships with others are stronger because my Grateful ass notices what others do for me, to me, WITH me. *bows* I could go on and on and on and on about the benefits of being purposefully grateful buuuuuut… *whispers* Pssst, you know I wrote about it…
link to How I Know Gratitude Works!
Why I chose THIS to start my day…
Today is the first day at the new NEW gig and I wanted to come “comfortably correct“. It is still work-from-home (A THOUSAND thank you’s to the Universe for that *wink BOTH eyes*) so I am NOT tripping but I wanted to drop in, make a good impression, be at my highest energy, vibration and all that kind of stuff. This is what I’m talking about when you read my advice about ‘setting your attitude’. I’m always using Pinterest and other social media channels for quotes, motivation, inspiration, truth, etc. I might scroll for 20 or 30 minutes looking for the right whatever to set my attitude. Sometimes, I create it myself but I gotta get it in. Setting my attitude echoes through the entire day, conversations, perspectives, everything. This one jumped out because on this first day of a new New gig, authentic is my keyword. Well, authentic and low-key. I don’t wanna make a splash, scene, show off, or come off as a teacher’s pet. I just want to be me, learn, soak up as much as I can and prepare for the long run.
BAM. That’s how you s’posed to act on a Friday Eve. You bring your highest YOU into whatever it is YOU doing. I don’t have enough time to be anybody but myself and truth… I’m really good at being me. I get stressed out trying to do what others think I should be doing. Stress leads to MS symptoms. MS symptoms start with more pain, then negative thoughts which means more stress, increased pain… You get it. Being YOU is a LIFESTYLE so freaking LIVE it. 🤜🏾🤛🏾🖤♿
3.) Yoo. We rearranged the living room and DAMN it looks amazing in here! 🛋 It’s been… What… 2 years since we remixed the front room and this is the first time that the daughters were old enough to participate. They pretty much took over. I was cool beans because it’s not like I can help move stuff but I do like the set up. There is an ‘alley’ juuuuuuust wide enough for me to slide through with the wheelchair. I can move my 75ft ethernet cord easily between couches and walls to ensure safe traveling. The entire area is condensed so it doesn’t where you sit, you sitting close with the clan. *eyebrows raised* I really like it. It give the spot the feeling of a family room over a living room. There is no more activity space but that also means LESS cleaning up on a daily basis.
2.) bows to the wife. That salmon bowl was da bomb and raised my spirits.🍜🍜 Cilantro, lime, red onion, some special rice, homemade sauces, tomatoes and *drum roll* She hit us with purple potatoes! *jaw drops* I never heard of such goodness but it was definitely good. Yes, it mostly tasted like a potato but this mug was softer and the spices were were more subtle. If I didn’t know any better, I would have thought the potato was just cooked different but nope, whole different potato. The best thing about the meal was the salmon bowl and glass of champagne. She air-fried the salmon so the outside was crisp but inside was perfectly bodied, soft yet firm. *clasp hands* THE JOY OF GRUBBING! Broccoli, yellow peppers for color, daaaaawg….
1.) loud clapping My neighbor cut our grass AGAIN and even said he’s coming back to weld the kids’ broken trampoline! 😍😍😍 Nooooope, I never really know which of my kids broke up something, ate the last cookie, spilled the whatever or left anything out. They daaaaaaaaamn sho weren’t going to share what happened to the trampoline. LOL! When pressed to snitch, they each blamed a different cousin, from a different house celebration. *rolls eyes* My neighbor has been cutting our grass pretty consistently for the entire summer. When he doesn’t cut it himself, his father-in-law or WIFE slide by and fix us up. Y’all know I’m broke so I’m unable to pay him with anything but cold, filtered water, big thanks and life stories. Can’t lie, that is part of the Gratitude. HE says that’s all he ever needs and when I’m on my feet, he’ll back off. That’s how the broken tramploline came up. We were comparing stories about kids breaking stuff, he pointed out the trampoline and said, “I’m a certified welder. I’ll fix it if that’s ok with you.”
*incredulous look* If it’s ok? Heeeeeeeeeeck yeah, it is ok bro and a MILLION thanks for getting dem kids out the house again.