No NaBloPoMo prompt today, and I'm fresh out of ideas and short on time (per usual), so this post will be a short one.
I'm doing well with my "buy nothing" project so far. Temptation reared its head on the very first day of the month, with ads for baby toys and amazon.com informing me that the black ballet flats on my wish list have had a price drop. . . but I resisted and have bought nothing but gas (I was on empty) and (necessary) food. Because it's now the weekend and I'll be at home, I am going to cook some of the foods in my freezer and pantry and take the food as lunches for the week.
I am so grateful for my sons. I mean, duh. This gratitude is something that I feel daily. There is nothing like waking up to hearing their voices and their shared laughter, or walking into their nursery to see them smiling and bouncing up and down at the sides of their cribs, ready to face a new day.
If I could wake up with half as much energy as they do, and in half as good and optimistic a mood, every day would be a great one.