I am not sure what number I made it to. I think I was in the 300's somewhere when we moved. I carefully packed away my journal planning on it being one of the first things unpacked. I have yet to find it. I know it is out in the garage in an unpacked box (that happens when you go from over 2000 square feet to about 1200) and I have given up.
The thing is when I was making that list I was looking for things to be thankful for and I started noticing all kinds of crazy little way I was so blessed. It was so great to notice little things like warm eggs and rainbows. It colored my whole attitude and the way I viewed my world.
Buuuuttt.. once I stopped making the list I stopped looking. Once I stopped looking I stopped noticing. Once I stopped noticing I stopped feeling so blessed and started feeling stressed.
I was at the local Christain book store yesterday and I saw a journal that caught my eye. It was basically calling out to me saying "I was made just for you to make your list of things you are thankful for in" so I bought it and now I am back on my 1000 thankful things mission. I am starting over with #1.
So here is the journal
Empty now
Shell