It’s getting harder to find things to be grateful for every day, not because there aren’t good things in my life, but because there aren’t a lot of new things. I’m sure it’s like this for most people, but daily life is so repetitive. Go to work, come home, have dinner, watch a little tv (because it’s too warm to hang around outside right now), then go to bed. Booo. Boring.

Today I did shake it up by going to the gym after work. I guess I’m thankful for the little change. I’m also thankful that my boring life is a pretty good one. I have a nice house and a cute little family to come home to. I wouldn’t want to Groundhog Day anywhere else.