I'm a complainer, unfortunately. A lot of it is done inside my head; some of it I actually say.
That has been bothering me recently. I think part of the lifestyle I am choosing to adopt is, as Oprah says, "an attitude of gratitude."
The next time I complain about having to get on the treadmill and exercise, I will be thankful that I can walk when others can't.
The next time I complain about my coworkers, I will be thankful I have a good job with great benefits and good pay, when others are out of work and have no insurance.
The next time I complain about having to clean and fix up this house to sell it, I will be thankful I have a roof over my head when others don't.
The next time I complain about gas prices, I will be thankful I have a car that works, when others have no transportation.
The next time I complain about my hair on a "bad hair day," I will be thankful I have a head of hair when there are women losing theirs to chemotherapy.
The next time I complain about a minor health problem, I will be thankful I have my general health when, as a medical transcriptionist, I see on a daily basis reports of horrible diseases and their effects.
The next time I worry about my kids, I will be thankful I was blessed with such wonderful children in the first place.
The next time I say, "I'm starving!" I will be thankful that is a hyperbole.
The next time I complain about Ed's annoying habits, I will be thankful he quit drinking over 20 years ago.
Life is good.