Gratitude

My toilet is repaired. I’m just waiting for the bill.  I feel like the disruption of the winter freeze with water lines frozen and toilet pipe blocked is ending. I’m returning to the ‘routine’ and liking it. I’m grateful for routine. 

I’m working and enjoying that. I enjoy going to the clinics and the staff and people in person.  I’ve been so isolated by Covid and my withdrawal home. I’ve hoping to expand my horizons. I’m waiting for my camper repairs to be completed and looking forward to getting out camping and maybe even swimming at the lake. There’s bear hunting but unlike Kevin I’m not that partial to bear hunting. I could return to fishing. I truly loved fishing and eating fish younger. The point is that now with the major task of the toilet resolved there’s hope again for moving forward. I was literally stuck and thankful for the second toilet.

I have many trips to the storage locker to clean that out and to reduce the clutter here. I’d like to take a course on pulling this machine or trade it in on a bus.  I’ve put my boat up for sale but if it didn’t sell I could get on with the idea of sailing it down to the Caribbean.

I saw the chiropractor and my back is definitely better.  I’ve expressed my frustration and immediately felt the back pain relief like the knife in my back was taken out.  I feel back pain as abuse, betrayal or overwork. I certainly feel the weight on my shoulders , this old and still working like a young man because the government has stolen our pensions and the young are brain washed to be idiots. I am looking at retiring in Mexico some day.

The fact is I’m grateful for my present life.   Madiagan will be groomed at the vets on Thursday and the ‘shit storm’ of the toilet and a variety of negatives in a row will be done.  I’ve be back on track.  I’ve got major bills and taxes and just seem to be paying out the pay cheque as it comes in with all the dues and license fees right now. I’m working and this scares me for retirement. I don’t know how I’d get by without a pay cheque.  The fact is I can’t afford to retire in Vancouver so why am I paying so much to live here when I could half or quarter my costs even moving to the country.  I can work most anywhere.  It’s just okay and I’m grateful for that here.

I want to do more meetings and delve more into spirituality and writing. I haven’t been to church in weeks and daily prayer and meditation is not community. I thought to join Tai Chi again but think I emailed the wrong address.  I’ve the Starlink to tweak after I lost the pass word.  There’s these ‘chores’ and I eventually get to them but each day I’m exhausted mentally and emotionally by work. I’m better when I swim. The chiropractor treatment was the great relief this weekend.  

Now I’m grateful for God. The idea. The experience.  I’m thankful for people and experience. I’m especially thankful for Madison. Thank you god for my home and vehicles and work and coffee. Thank you for reading and hearing and seeing. Thank you for health. Thank you for all your blessings. Thank you for Laura, and Murray and Dave and Mack and Helena and Ernst and Nicolette and Adell, Marilou, Garry, Lydia, Belinda, Karen, Michelle, Ruby. Thank you for George and Mario and Hugh and Dean and Hugh and Dave and Tommie, and Nathan and Ellen and all the people in my groups and all the neighbours and humans I encounter.  

thank you for love and presence.

Thank you for purpose and belief.