Quiet. Thankful.

I just stood outside in minus 7 degree weather unloading a semi trailer parked on a narrow back road in Hugo with flashlights. The misery didn't set in until I was back in the truck driving home and I realized how much pain my toes were in.

Really it was a good night. It was quiet. Quiet is so rare for me. Every minute of every day is incredibly loud at my house. It's a great relief when the kids are napping but even then the sound of the washer and dryer remains. Tonight I hired a sitter and went to the library to catch up on email. Quiet. I drove to the delivery pickup for my monthly bulk grocery order. Quiet. I waited for the truck to arrive and stayed in my truck with the heat blasting onto my hands. Pretty quiet.

Quiet provides much needed time to think. My mind gets so behind and it is in these catch-up opportunities that I finally have time to process everything. Tonight my thoughts focused on gratefulness. I tend to be a complainer and so many times I focus on the same few things that cause me to be often upset . Tonight I felt satisfied, thankful for all the positives in my life right now.

I was thankful for my grocery delivery. I was happy to see a woman there who is in my other buying club as well. It's a small world, us metro natural foodies. Wholesale buying clubs have to be one of the best kept secrets in the country, and I'm thankful for the opportunity given us to eat real food at affordable prices. Even if I have to stand outside a few minutes and freeze off my toes.