Did I want to change my day to something else?
Am I not thankful for what was on my assigned day?
Ever since I walked in the kitchen in the house my husband had built many years ago, I have wanted to change it. It is not a bad kitchen. He chose wonderful cabinets and pretty tile for the room. He had curtains made that are nicer than one I would have picked out. It is a pretty room, but it is tiny.
The house I owned before we got married had a wider kitchen with a wonderful island in the middle. It was easy to move around. One person could prep food on the island while another person got things out of the oven. You could open the dishwasher and the refrigerator at the same time if you wanted to.
Our kitchen gets super crowded when more than four people try to eat in it too. Literally the person sitting with their back to the backyard has to ask for things to be fetched for them once they have sat down and they have to drink very little. It can be challenge to get around the table and get to the bathroom.
So, I pulled out my bible and I read about thanks.
A refrigerator that has lasted eighteen years along with the oven and dishwasher that arrived when the fridge did.
I am thankful for new counter that God provided for last year.
The tile floor that has been so easy to clean up after JDaniel’s spills.
The small distance I have to walk to catch a milk cup falling to the ground while I am trying to get dinner ready.
The space that was just the right size to fit my hutch.
The fact that I have a place to have friends and family come and share a meal.
I can honesty say I don’t love my kitchen, but now I can say that I am very thankful for it.