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Thursday Thoughts: A Post a Day Keeps the Grouchies Away

Since returning from vacation last week, I have struggled with the return to "normal" life.  I forgot about a meeting I had, and I just haven't gotten into the autumn routine yet.  (I know it is still technically summer, but school has started for youngest daughter.)

Instead of implementing wonderful ideas I gathered at education week, I'm finding myself just trying to not be overwhelmed by the little things I need to do.  (Having John tell me that his watch needs a new battery really shouldn't put me over the edge!)  


If any of you are still reading this pity party, never fear--there is light at the end of the tunnel.  I woke up this morning, realizing I needed to blog.  Not just because I haven't posted much this week, but because I need to blog.  It's therapeutic, and helps me readjust my attitude.  I'm Thankful Me, not because I'm great at being grateful, but because I want to be.  

Blogging isn't the only (nor the most important) thing that keeps me grounded--prayer, scripture study, and service come to mind--but it does help me remember who I am striving to be.  

What do you do to stay cheerful when life gets demanding?

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Thanks for blogging, and perspective.
 
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  1. Oscar the Grouch has visited our house this week, too, but he's on the run now. I try to find the things that went right that day (or at least recently), and then to focus on those things. That often helps.

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  2. To keep things in perspective, I look at others who are struggling and realize that the obstacles that I see in my own life are merely speed bumps compared to the hills and mountains those individuals are experiencing.

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  3. I am almost always in good spirits but those rare times when I am not I give myself permission to be down for that day but then I have to shake it off. Somehow this just works for me. Now during that time I give myself I do try and lock myself away where I don't inflict myself on anyone else. Poor Hubby is the only one I can't hide from -- fortunately these times are rare!

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  4. Our "heat" is about the only thing that brings Oscar to the door, but I usually just find a sewing or craft project to get my mind off it. Right now, I'm focusing on my Fall decor even though the outside temps would defy that season!

    Blogging is a much-needed outlet for me. I've connected with some really nice ladies (present company included) and find the continuous flow of creativity and honesty (for the most part) to be something that I definitely need.

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