Contentment

It's been a pretty slow week here at the office -- at least for me. But, you know, it hasn't really drug by like I'm used to. Perhaps it's due to being back in the blogosphere.

For the first time in a while I feel more than a smidgen of contentment. I found a blog today during my daily "search of blogs to follow" and it is officially my new favorite. She's late-20's and lives in New Jersey. She's a vet-tech/horse trainer and she basically lives on her own miniature version of the Heartland ranch. Sure it's my dream life (or so I think); and sure it makes me think I could live with the snow; but reading this blog and seeing all the gorgeous photographs (Dom dabbles in photography and captures some great shots. Her fiance loves horses and animals. And they hike and rescue/foster animals. I mean come on.) -- It all actually gives me a new determination to be content with my current situation. Isn't that strange? Looking at and reading her blog, I felt a strange peace wash over me. Maybe it's the blogging I've been doing or even the little amount of time I've spent with Joey lately (going out again today as soon as the clock hits 5). Regardless, this "journey toward my happiness" is really kicking off to an encouraging start, if rather sluggishly.
We might be struggling a little financially, and be scarily on the brink of parenthood -- an adventure we really weren't expecting just yet (if ever, honestly). I might commute 45 minutes one way to work 5 days a week in a car that is fun to drive but sucks gas like Joey sucks grain -- and it may technically be our only car. We may be living in a house with buckling floors and no central heating or air and no phone service for miles.

But, honestly, it could be so much worse.

Jake and I could be totally incompatible and not the best friends that we are. We could be crammed into our parents' house. One (or both) of us could be jobless. Our *only* car could be a clunker and unreliable (as it is, it's a 2013 Ford Mustang -- vroom! vroom!). We could be back to that strict ramen noodles diet we are both all-too familiar with. 

The important thing is to count our blessings and live in the Now and enjoy the time we have now, regardless and as hard as that really is sometimes. 

As much as I dislike the South with its humidity and lack of horse enthusiasts (at least where we're at), I can learn to be content until we don't have to force so hard to make something else happen. And who knows what will happen then?

Now excuse me while I count the minutes until Joey.