My freezer is equipped with the latest technology.
It has this advanced tracking system that knows just when, and just how to throw stuff out when I open the door so it lands on my toe.
I opened it up this morning and felt kind of like George Bailey when he goes to run up the stairs and the top of the banister keeps coming off.
This time it hurt and I might have yelled some profanities that would make even the toughest of us New Yawkers blush and then something rather interesting happened . . .
I had a flashback.
To a time when there wasn't enough food in that freezer to fall out.
I immediately became grateful.
Not for the direct hit to my toe, but for the lesson in gratitude.
Kind of made me think of something.
That client that might piss you off is there because you have a client
That job . . . because you have a job
That person in your life that you argue with . . . because they're in your life
And so on.
Just a thought and a reminder to make gratitude an item on your daily things to do.
Meanwhile, I have a toe to nurse