I’m going to come clean- the reason that I haven’t written recently is because life has been a little…strange…this past few weeks.  I’m not going to divulge why and I’m also not going to divulge the number of times that I have started writing and not finished because I just can’t.

This blog post is my own personal thanksgiving for all of the sucky things in my life. (I’m Scottish and probably don’t fully understand the concept of thanksgiving so bear with me!)

I don’t think that there is any proper way to start this so I’m just going to jump in.  I have  job that is mediocre at best, somewhat mundane and generally over predictable.  There is no denying my overwhelming desires for something different maybe even a little exciting.  Regardless I have a job which pays me more than jobseeker’s allowance, and also provides me with discounted comfort food to console myself with at the end of my shift, and for that I am grateful.

I have recently encountered many two-faced hypocrites, a few of them being people whom I previously respected for their honesty.  I am two faced.  I am a hypocrite.  I know this, but apparently these people don’t.  I am ending this year with less respected people in my life, but I am grateful for having had the chance to see these peoples’ true colours so that I could learn this lesson (all be it the ‘hard way’).  I am also grateful for the people that I have met in my life who remind me that not all people are the same.  I love you guys.

I may not be anybody’s first choice, and sometimes I’m a last resort, but I’m kinda okay with that.  I’m just grateful to be considered an option at all.

I find myself becoming increasingly irate with people who read a message and don’t reply-be it a text, e-mail or instant message.  At least with written letters you never knew if the person had read it, the joys of Facebook and Whats App mean that I know when you’re ignoring me.  Don’t think I haven’t noticed.  This aside, I am grateful for being fortunate enough to have access to these technologies, and just as grateful for all the replies that I do get…even if it takes weeks.

I was blessed with neither a great figure nor a pretty face.  To look at you would know that I was not blessed physically at all.  Thankfully I am only a tiny bit vain.  I am grateful also that I have the power to look past the appearances of others, and even more grateful that others can do the same for me.    I am also grateful that any scars of disfigurements that I may have can be covered up.  I’ve always been grateful for my clothes.

Sometimes I get frustrated that I can’t just drive off on little adventures, but I am grateful for public transport (especially the Bluebird 35) and all of the joys and convenience which has brought me.

Menstrual pains are, in the most literal sense, a pain.  Looking on the bright side, if I ever get a really hard bump on the head I might decide I want miniature Kirstys, and I guess I am grateful that this would be possible.
I need to stop procrastinating now, but I’m thankful for so much I think you can expect a follow up…