I am thankful that when I caught a toe in the floor covering by the French doors in back this morning, I didn't fall face first into those glass panes.
I am thankful that the half bowl of soup I dumped on my lap this afternoon had cooled down enough to only be uncomfortably warm.
I am thankful that when my favorite small bowl flipped out of my hand this evening, where it landed on the counter and shattered, no glass pieces dropped into the pan of Blondies I pulled out of the oven two minutes before.
...I am
hopeful that tomorrow will be just a
weeee bit more coordinated.