I don’t really know where to start, I’m just feeling really thankful lately. Thankful and content with where I find myself. I have an awesome husband who is my best friend, great house on a grassy acre, fun job, hope and excitement about the future.

That’s not to say things are perfect. Andy and I fight, and I’m still learning how to be less selfish in this thing called marriage. The house is a giant piece of work we’ll be hacking away at for the next 15 years. And that job is just paying back my ungodly amount of student loans. Andy is currently only working 3 days a week for the month of September and then 4 days a week in October (he’s been at 4 day weeks for most of this year). The house crawl space leaks when it rains too hard. We just had to pay out $450 for Andy’s truck since he couldn’t fix this one himself. I digress…

But I can’t help but just feel content, I’ve been very blessed and am thankful for all we’ve been given. We’ve worked hard, sure, but also been given far beyond what we “deserve.” Not that we really deserve anything at all.