Learning to Be Grateful for What Makes Me Crazy

Learning to Be Grateful for What Makes Me Crazy

It is no coincidence that I was just talking about how I am so busy that I can’t put it into words and when people ask me “what’s new with you?” all that I can say is “Eh, not much…” Mainly, because I am quite sure when most people ask this question they are not prepared for the answers to follow when you ask someone like me. Well, either that or they will just think I am lying about everything that I have been up to! Lucky for me, she was willing to listen and knows me well enough that none of it would surprise her!

When I got back to work, I did a little gratitude check that I learned from one of my lessons on a website called Happify.  The “exercise” asks you to take stock of everything that you squeeze into a busy day and then to think about how you would feel if all of those things were to disappear. What three things would I miss? Now, every day is different in my world. You just never know what is going to come up next, but this is an account of 3 things that have the tendency to take up most of my time…. And to be completely honest, it immediately changed my perspective.


So what were my three things you ask? The three things that drive me so crazy I could scream sometimes? My Family, My Job, & Laundry… Let me explain.

  • My family. Although family can be the biggest stressor in one’s “busy” life, I can’t imagine not having a smiling face to pick up from school or to wake up in the morning and make HIM smile. (He is like his mother, NOT a morning person)  My Husband is my rock and my sounding board. Plus, I can’t imagine sleeping alone without tons of cuddles.
  • Work. While I commend stay at home moms greatly, I cannot imagine life without my job. I truly enjoy what I do! Okay, so my job can get a little frustrating and stressful at times, but it is also what pays our bills and keeps my mind working. My job is really a life-line when dealing with depression attacks. I don’t have the option to lie in bed when I am down. I have to get up. I have to get dressed. I have to be there for our clients.
  • Laundry. Yep, I am admitting it. Now, if you live with me (or are my best friend) you KNOW that I despise laundry. Not so much the act of putting clothes into the washer and over to the dryer, that’s the easy part. The folding of the laundry is what frustrates me. Why, oh why, haven’t they invented a laundry folder yet?! My husband is a farmer so there is at LEAST 2 changes of clothes a day, and then the kids (or kids, depending on the time of the year), and then of course me… But, I am grateful for laundry. I am well aware that we are blessed to have the opportunity to accumulate piles of laundry instead of one outfit. Our family is extremely fortunate.

And a hubby with lots of dirty clothes!

So, I guess this whole happiness thing is really about perspective.  Am I going to let that person upset me, or am I just going to hold my tongue and walk away?  Am I going to let the ugly attitudes of this world rub off on me, or will I choose to be around happy people with positive energy? Will I look at everything that happens to me day by day and see the bad, or will I choose to be grateful that I am even in a position in this world where these things could happen… and be grateful that they happened?

This is the beginning of the end

This is the beginning of the end

I am almost there folks! As of tomorrow evening I will be one semester away from graduation.


Sure. I know what you’re thinking. “She’s 27 and just now graduating college with an Associate’s degree?”

Well, technically 2 degrees and a certificate. You see, I hit a few bumps in the road and had some major growing up to do along the way. I have had several majors throughout my college career as well! Music, Art, radiology, addiction therapist, are just a few. Believe it or not, I could go to school for another year and probably get at least two more but after this whole full-time wife/mother/employee/student deal I have been doing for the past 2 years, I am OVER it.

I will say, however, I am extremely proud of myself. 4 years ago, I did not care about classes or sticking to a schedule, I couldn’t keep a job, and dang sure would have never pictured myself as a mother. I have come a long way. So, next May I am walking across that stage, picking up my diploma and kissing the school world goodbye. At least for now.


I truly surprise myself sometimes though. Never in a million years would I have thought I would be going back to school for a degree that I never finished,(Plus one more) Let alone the fact that I would actually be working IN the District Attorney’s Office. Life is beautiful now. I have my Shitty rougher days… but I always come out learning something, or wake up the next morning with an attitude that I am going to conquer the world. I am a very lucky lady with a wonderful supportive family. I count myself as blessed, even if I don’t always admit it.


In the end, I guess the point I am trying to get across in all the ramble is that I am extremely grateful that I was afforded the opportunity to start fresh and more importantly finish what I started. Life is good.