I say there's got to be some good reason

Friday: thankful for late-night oreo cookie iced cream, for the end of a hard week
Saturday: thankful for reliable fires

Sunday: the jury is still out on Sunday.

I feel a bit unsettled, anxious, antsy, but still weak and low energy from my cold. Getting out would probably improve things, but I worry a bit about making my health worse. I want to restlessly organize, but it feels like doing so would probably only result in my condemning lots of perfectly-acceptable items to the goodwill bin.

I think for now I'll say I'm thankful for quinoa, and the nice mountains I've doubtlessly already thanked for, where I'm off to go for a lighter longer run just now.