I'm Still Recovering
I was reclusive and considerate at the same time, this week. I would not wish anyone depleting the number of
tissue boxes I ran through this week while encountering the common cold. Sleepless nights, hacking throughout the day and blowing my nose more than my son plays his trumpet persuaded me to hunker down. I was stingy about my sickness; I didn't care to share it with others, and a good thing, too.
I posted a few times here, but I did so without the usual fanfare---no pictures, quotes, stories or other touches that are usual features of this inn. Nonetheless we've had more than two thousand, four hundred guests over the past four days. Thank you, for keeping me company while I stayed home.
I'm gearing up, gathering my strength for tomorrow's playoff game involving my team, the San Francisco Forty-Niners. A son, possibly two, will join me as I take in tomorrow's long-sought for spectacle at a local restaurant. It's been nine years since my team has be in such a game. Can't wait.
I have many Silent Readers. My conclusion is that my writing must make you speechless. As your innkeeper, let me know subjects you'd like covered. I try to accommodate. Any visitor who'd like to write a post, let me know.
I was reclusive and considerate at the same time, this week. I would not wish anyone depleting the number of
tissue boxes I ran through this week while encountering the common cold. Sleepless nights, hacking throughout the day and blowing my nose more than my son plays his trumpet persuaded me to hunker down. I was stingy about my sickness; I didn't care to share it with others, and a good thing, too.
I posted a few times here, but I did so without the usual fanfare---no pictures, quotes, stories or other touches that are usual features of this inn. Nonetheless we've had more than two thousand, four hundred guests over the past four days. Thank you, for keeping me company while I stayed home.
I'm gearing up, gathering my strength for tomorrow's playoff game involving my team, the San Francisco Forty-Niners. A son, possibly two, will join me as I take in tomorrow's long-sought for spectacle at a local restaurant. It's been nine years since my team has be in such a game. Can't wait.
Today is a special day.
It's the ten month anniversary for the Attitude of Gratitude Inn. I'm thankful for each of you who drop by to cool your heels for a moment, in this inn of gratitude, while journeying through your day. I aim to show that gratitudes can come from any source. Those with a grateful heart live longer, have more friends, are more successful and feel better. Expressing thanks is a discipline. It gets easier each time you try. May I ask you for yours? I'd love to hear them.I have many Silent Readers. My conclusion is that my writing must make you speechless. As your innkeeper, let me know subjects you'd like covered. I try to accommodate. Any visitor who'd like to write a post, let me know.
I'd love hearing from you, especially now. Do tell your gratitudes.
Wishing you the best,
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