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November is Gratitude Month Week 2

So I decided to be grateful daily but talk about it weekly. Not because I'm lazy (well not totally) but because I'm so crazy busy lately, which is one of the things I'm grateful about. In my grateful project, I'm trying to train myself to be grateful in every situation even when it's not my natural primary emotion. So here goes:

This week;

I am grateful for the drop in temperatures, I'm sure the rest of the world might not agree, BUT here in south Florida the land of almost never ending summer. these 70 degree mornings and late evenings make me feel like a parolee out on a furlough

I am grateful for the success and growth of my two new businesses, My Magazine BOSSY! and my networking group BOSS MOMS.

I am grateful that I was brave enough to put my my ASD kid on a mainstream Tee Ball team and that he's thriving and having fun. I'm even grateful for the mini heart attacks I have every time he's up to bat. He has only had two tiny meltdown, I'd say that's a roaring success.

I'm grateful than Anne Rice finally released a new Vampire Chronicle. I am grateful that I had enough vacation days saved that I could take one day off just to read it. I know that's ridiculous, I DON'T CARE.

Although I'm a loner by nature, I'm grateful for all the people I've met lately who encourage and
inspire me.

I'm grateful for invites to advanced movie screenings so I can sneak in date nights while working :)

I'm grateful that my husband killed a really big bug this week because I just CANNOT.

I'm grateful that egg nog is on the shelves at Publix.

I'm grateful that I have another event filled week in which I'm sure to find more joy in the everyday things.


I'm grateful for time. Time to be and do new things everyday. Isn't that best gift of all?

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