I’m still not overly concerned with the 40 bags challenge. I haven’t exactly kept up with it, but I’m still confident I’ll get 40 bags out of my house by Easter.
But 40 Days of Thanks is (surprisingly) more difficult.
It’s not that I’m not thankful; I really am. But maybe it’s because I’m looking at my Christmas card list in search of people whose influence on me has been, well, profound.
I’ve now written 7 of my 40 cards (and am 6 cards shy of being up to date) and have identified six others I plan on writing in the next day or so. That still leaves me 27 cards shy of my goal.
Here’s the thing… I don’t like writing stuff superfluously. If it isn’t heartfelt, I won’t write it. If I’m really more annoyed with someone than grateful for their presence in my life (certain former coworkers come to mind), then they won’t make the list.
Does that sound bitchy?
Anyway, I need to reflect more on this and really contemplate the people in my life. I know in my heart I’m grateful for a good number of people.
Maybe I need to take a moment and really think about why.