Makeshift fridge

I could get angry about how the compressor in our refrigerator went out.

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I could be grateful that we had ice chests to put all of the contents in to keep everything cold.

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I could complain about the cost of having to buy a part to repair it and how it won't be here until Wednesday.

OR

I could be grateful that my husband is handy and can fix anything - including our dead fridge.  And we won't have to buy a new fridge regardless, because even if it's unfixable, some friends told us that they would give us their old one.

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I could gripe about having to bend over just to get milk for my bowl of cereal.

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I could be grateful that we have milk and food in abundance in our house.

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I could be irritated, frustrated and upset.  I could let it ruin my day or my week because it always feels like the smaller irritations of life are the things that do us in.

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I could be grateful for what I have.  For where things work out even if it doesn't look like I want.  I could be thankful for what I've been given, for how long things last and go without need for replacement or repair.  I could see my blessings in abundance and how I am somehow always taken care of.

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Today I am choosing to be grateful for my makeshift fridge, in all of it's chaos, on our kitchen floor.