that I’m in a rather negative space tonight. I have lots of reasons for being there, but it’s not what I want for myself. So it is clearly time for gratitude:
—for a son who will tell me the truth about what he hears and sees from me
—for a Sweetie who does the heavy lifting on the taxes
—for the National Council of Jewish Women, who accepted another carload of unwanted stuff from me today
—for my body, which has held up thus far through this move
—for NPR, which has kept me entertained during all this tsuris
—for having the resources to pay my debts
—for moving companies and movers, so I don’t have to kill myself hauling the stuff I am going to keep.
—for the happy fact that there is already somewhere to move TO.