What do you complain about the most?
I must be desperate to type if I’m looking at the writing prompt. Here it is Thankful Thursday, and the prompt asks what I complain about the most. I refuse to be drawn into answering. I will not open the complaint department today.
I am thankful for the scene through the clean bedroom window of sunshine on rooftops and house gables, and to see the plane ascending into the clouds after taking off from LGA.
I am thankful to have discovered a Hobby Lobby store not so far away on Long Island. Can you believe it plays Christian music?! It’s enough to bring tears to the eyes of a New Yorker.
I’m glad my mother taught me to embroider. It surprises me that it’s become the fad again. Dena sat on the couch of the unit apartment, embroidering on Christmas Day, using her grandmother’s metal hoop! It’s such a calming thing to do.
It’s a miracle that Laurence is not coughing and coughing (as has been the case since he had COVID-19) after coming down with a cold on Sunday, and I never got sick. He returned to work today after taking three sick days.
I’m sure enjoying listening to the singing from the Elkton boy’s class. It’s nice they’re in our time zone, so I can listen while I make supper. I have dough rising in the bread machine to make fresh buns with that we’ll have with turkey burgers tonight.
Let me get back to embroidering. Say not what you have to complain about but tell me, what are you thankful for? Berniece
An Ordinary Life 