Thanks

I woke up this morning with a headache. I woke up this morning feeling sorry for myself. I woke up this morning laying in bed thinking of all the things that suck about my life. I padded down the stairs in a strange house, to get a cup of coffee from a strange coffee maker, to come sit at a computer that is not mine. All the while, feeling like this had to be the worst Christmas ever.

And then I read Sean's post of the day. Now I feel like a chode.

I am thankful. I am thankful for my family. I am thankful for the health of everyone I love. I am thankful even for George when he is being an ass. I am thankful for all y'all. But most of all I am thankful for all of the experiences that haven't killed me.

Merry Christmas. May you find the gifts that don't fit under the tree.