I am grateful for the familiar smell of new tires that reminds me of a pretty great childhood with many hours spent hiding inside stacks of tires at the gas station.

I am grateful for the ends to very stressful days and the feeling of crawling into bed completely exhausted.

I am grateful for cats who are happy to see me.

I am grateful for time spent with my brother, my sister, and my dad.

I am grateful for the best hair magician in the world and a really good feeling haircut.

I am grateful our son is moving back home tonight.

I am grateful I know how to clean a mean windshield.

I am grateful for Costco bulk.

I am grateful for the green of Kansas City WITHOUT humidity.

I am grateful for the sound of an adding machine and the satisfaction of adding up the credit card slips at the gas station desk and getting the same total two times in a row.

I am grateful for less humidity in small town USA, even though it isn’t as green.

I am grateful for a vacuumed, clean car.

And I am grateful that I’m okay but I’ll get over it. Right, Dad?