Construction and Discontentment

I've been spending an exorbitant amount of time in traffic, mostly caused by the insane idea that all highways in the greater Chicago area must be under construction simultaneously. Being the avid NPR devotee that I am, my Morning Addition and 848 keep me company and at least keep my mind from numbing itself into oblivion. But there are those moments...

I'm sure you get them too - you wonder why so much of your time is spent in a tin can attempting to get to a job you're not all that fond of so it can keep you much later than it should. I day dream of jobs I'd love to have. Things I'd like to do, places to go. Eventually in my minds ramblings, I realize I'm just really discontent.

It's understandable to be discontent, I won't wallow it in, but I'm cutting myself some slack. We have our share of difficulties, one income household and all. But really - what is it that I don't have, that I really require?

Shelter? check
Food? check (probably could do with a little less)
Job? check
Love? check
Family? check
God in my life? check
snoring dog? check

I am blessed, even if I sometimes don't think I am. Even though the job I wanted disappeared before they even got my resume, I'm blessed... I have a job. Despite my impatience with Craig's job hunt, I'm blessed... I have a husband to love and who loves me. Yes, the back door is just about off it's hinges, and the roof is one good storm from falling apart, but I am blessed, I have a house which does keep me dry and safe. So take a moment and take stock with me. Take a record, an accounting, of the ways you have what you really need. And don't pay attention to the Mazda RX8 which just flew by you in the express lane. His gas milage stinks anyway.