Two years ago today, I moved in to my apartment. I even took a picture of my first pot of coffee in the new place and posted it on Facebook.
Having my own place again was a pretty big deal. Three years earlier, I decided to try living with roommates and cut some expenses.
Yes, I did cut expenses and while that was great, living with others presented its own challenges. I’m an introvert and I need what I call internal battery recharge time. I got very little recharge time living with others.
I found this apartment at the end of September 2013 and I was so happy to find it – right price, great location, top floor and a balcony. Okay, the last item was a bonus. The caveat: I had to wait six weeks to move in. The place wasn’t available until November 15 because it was getting a fresh coat of paint, a new stove and new carpeting.
Funny how it’s become more than an apartment, but my home – albeit a messy one. I’m refinishing an old dresser and the last three dresser drawers are on the floor (with plastic drop cloth underneath) waiting for the coats of stain to dry. I have a pile of old clothes in a chair from that dresser and I need to decide what to keep and what to give away. I have a kitchen table full of papers along with a second laptop, and somewhere around here there’s a bottle of Sparkle. I’m slowly working on making this place presentable before Turkey Day next week.
There isn’t a day that goes by that I’m not grateful for living here, but that has nothing to do with Thanksgiving.
It’s sort of natural we give thanks at Thanksgiving … and then forget about what we have the other 364 days of the year. And I’ve done it too, but when I find myself bitching about what I don’t have, I remind myself of what I do have:
- I don’t own a house, but I do have my own place to live.
- My car is going on 13 and yes, it has some issues, but I have a car.
- I’m not exactly where I want to be career-wise, but I’m employed.
- I have food on the table, clothes on my back, good health and good friends.
Maybe those things don’t seem like much, but to someone else, someone who has less, it might seem like the world.
I don’t have a lot of material things, but I do have the things that matter to me. So yeah, I have a lot to be thankful – and grateful – for every day of the year, not just at Thanksgiving.