I am feeling quite down lately - We've just moved house and are facing all the joy that that brings: trying to reason with (ie. begging for mercy) electrical, phone, internet providers*, landlords and real estate agents. In amongst it all, I have also managed to get sick.
So, having decided it was about time to update my blog, I was momentarily haunted with the thought that I had nothing that was making me brim with happiness to write about. Then I realised that I am a selfish cow who has constantly has so many awesome things in her life that she has become completely blasée about them and takes them for granted.
Okay - enough self-hating, but it's true. I have many massive blessings in my life and recent examples abound. Take my parents, for example, who when they heard we had to move house, jumped in the car and drove the 700 or 800km to Sydney with trailer in tow (literally - ha!) to help us with the move. Or our friends who put in hours and hours of heavy lifting and putting up with everyone's stress and fatigue and all this while fasting.
So, why the post title? Well, I just realised how wonderful it is that I chose to make a blog about stuff I like. It makes me remember - even if just a little - how lucky I am.
*I am feeling smug today, having finally figured out how to connect to the internet on my computer with the help of my mobile and bluetooth.
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