I admit, I am pretty spoiled. I am also a weather weakling. I am use to our fairly mild weather here and do not deal well when it is too hot or too cold. Pretty much I prefer it to be between 65-85 with a light breeze and a beautiful blue sky… Of course I don’t always get that, but a girl can dream.
So here it is in the beginning of 2025. Winter and we are blessed with incredible weather and a beautiful bright blue sky. My husband and I have a date day planned and it is so beautiful out we decide to go kayaking somewhere new. We load up the kayaks in the truck when the sitter gets there and head off. Our first stop was a bust. It was gross. There was a nasty red algae bloom and it had a funny smell. The algae blooms usually have a funny smell. But we had a sitter all day and it was beautiful out so my husband suggested that we head 20 min down the road to another lake (since I wanted to go there anyway before my triathlon in April).
We get there and after getting briefly lost, we load our kayaks in the water and have an incredible day out on the lake enjoying the fresh air and beautiful views. After kayaking we are both starving and head into Napa for a late lunch. So here we are enjoying the sunshine in the Napa valley after a day of kayaking in January.
We get home, unload the truck and start prepping for the upcoming week with the kids returning to school…finally. School breaks always seem to last forever. I sit down and look at Facebook only to see multiple posts about a huge snowstorm from friends of mine who live in areas that get snow. (areas I deem uninhabitable due to the fact that snow occurs there. I am NOT digging myself out of the house.) I start thinking here I am whining that my bare feet got a little cold while I was out kayaking because I forgot my water shoes and I have friends and relatives dealing with roads that have yet to be plowed. They are in full winter gear and I am in a t-shirt.
I started looking around and thinking about how grateful I am that I have the ability to 1. get out on a date day with my husband who I still adore after over a decade of marriage and 2. that I come home to a warm, happy home where my kids are sitting around in shorts and t-shirts laughing at a ridiculous movie on TV and snacking.
Is my life perfect? No. There is always room for improvement. But we can either focus on what wo do not have or we can be thankful for what we do. I choose to be positive and thankful.
Am I always that way? Also no (just see my attitude change when I slip in pee on the bathroom floor. I live in a house full of boys. There is pretty much always pee on the bathroom floor)
But, I live in a home full love love and laughter. For that I am thankful.
Happy New Year!
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