It's sort of a hobby of mine. And I'm very good at it.
But today is Thanksgiving, and someone asked me yesterday what I was thankful for, so I've thought about it all night.
I'm thankful for my family, both near and far. They put the "fun" in "dysfunctional."
I'm thankful for my friends, who listen to me whine and only occasionally slap me upside the head and tell me to get over myself.
I'm thankful that it was water and not fire that got our home. As devastating as this has been, I think a fire would have been worse.
I'm thankful for insurance and specifically USAA's Angela and Rob. I do a lot of whining to them and they have been pretty great about all this.
I'm thankful for the water mitigation company, ServPro of Springfield. I do my greatest amount of whining at, to and about them, yet they keep sending workers to fix my house anyway.
I'm thankful for my husband. I know, I mentioned him up in family, but he deserves his own paragraph. I whine to him most of all. Poor guy has to listen to me gripe about just about everything under the sun and he never loses his cool. He has overseen every step of the restoration and kept a sense of humor the whole time. I have never been so glad to have him here on my side as I am right now. If he was still in the Army or (shudder) overseas, I would have been hauled off by the guys in the funny white coats long ago. There is no one I'd rather spend Groundhog Day with.
Have a Happy Thanksgiving everyone. The whining resumes tomorrow.