Bad Gratitude Monday comes a day late this week, as I spent my actual Monday being quietly grateful for sleep, after traversing the country and arriving home at 5 a.m. Poor Mr. Wright didn't have the luxury of sleeping in, but I'm sure he was grateful for something.
Yesterday, I was grateful for:
- Safe flights to and from Baltimore.
- The support I received from readers in response to my hate mail.
- My mother, who stayed with my six kiddos while we were in DC and Baltimore last week.