Down to the wire

Do you ever get one of those days when you're just glad to get to bed-time? Not that anything bad has happened. Not that you didn't enjoy parts of the day. But you're just glad it's done and hope that you can make better use of the next 24hours!

I've just had one of those. And I've been thinking on and off all day about what I am grateful for today. Nothing was jumping out and grabbing me. Nothing gave me that little spark, that little smile of contentment. Then 5 minutes ago, just a few seconds after I had sighed and told K that I really must go and write my blog, it happened....

From the depths of the airing cupboard, where she had been sleeping for most of the evening, Gorgeous (the cat) appeared. She jumped up onto my knee and curled up, purring loudly. I had an instant sense of wellbeing. An instant sense that all was right with the world. My pussy-cat loves me. She's a very clever cat, is Gorgeous, and if she loves me then I must be worth loving!

So, I'm not going to bed feeling that a day has passed and I wasted it by just letting it slip by unnoticed. I'm going to bed knowing that I am a very lucky girl. Not only do I have a family who love me, but I also have this beautiful furry feline who finds something to love in me. I am blessed.

So, today I am grateful that we went to the cat shelter 18 months ago, and that Gorgeous chose us to be her new family...as I have no doubt that the choice was made by her!

Gratefully yours.
xx