OK Is Pretty Darn Good

Again, haven't posted in way too long. Could make numerous excuses. I have no Internet access more than half the time, and am alone so infrequently. But then I have to come to the conclusion that I am a big baby and am just sulking. Happy, but sulking all the same. I want my own house with my own room to write with my own Internet connection. I want to have scads of uninterrupted time to write. I want a house without a television. I want to be famous. What I need is a kick in the butt.
I have to remind myself that I have quite a lot, including the ability to write and teach, a decent amount of time to write and plan my classes, heat, hot water, great dogs, a mom and a Sparky who love me (though not each other), some disposable income to do things like go to writing conferences and buy books. Things are really OK. More than OK. I live a life of luxury and comfort, when I really think about it. So, I am rededicating myself to these pages, just so you know. So I invite you to rededicate yourself, too. We can all go about our business with the knowledge that happiness begins with a recognition of our great blessings, our luxuries and comforts, even if those wouldn't seem so great to others (movie stars, investment bankers, the skinny young woman at the gas station with the long blond hair and DKNY jeans pumping premium into her Mercedes).
So for an exercise today, think of all the things that make OK pretty darn good for you. List them. Choose your favorite and write it/draw it. See you tomorrow.