Of Gift Cards: Today I went shopping at the nearby Raleys (“Why Pay Less?”) Supermarket for my supplies. [Note: Women “shop,” men “resupply.”]. At the cashier, after running up the ever-increasing total I took out a gift card that had come to my mail drop a few weeks back. Using that my weekly total for my resupply came to $5.33, a sum that has not been seen on Earth (especially in Raleys) since Eisenhower was President. Suffice it to say that my joy was resplendent, especially now that the dollar has become the new dime. My gratitude for this gift cannot be overstated. My ever present putzitude however has made me lose the name and address of my gracious Gift Card giver. At any rate, he knows who he is so let this note stand in for my thanks.
The out-of-pocket costs of said resupply improved my money mood to such an extent that I decided to check in on my seldom visited PayPal account; an account that I have been promoting for the last week or so with those chunky PayPal Donation buttons I’ve been putting into every post. . . if I remember to do so. I don’t often look at the PayPal account page since when I do it most often looks like this:
Not an inspiring summary. Indeed the most consistent emotion I experience when looking at PayPal is a lack of enthusiasm for keeping a PayPal account. If I want to be depressed about money I can just bring up The Debt Clock and take a hit of the hard stuff.
Upon examining the PayPal page this morning, however, I was surprised to see the number of people who had gone to the page and their generosity. I was embarrassed I had not thanked them promptly and I will endeavor to do so today.
For all such tender mercies from my readers over the years (and there have been many), I am grateful and I am thankful. Indeed, without the help of family, old friends, and new and old readers, I know my steps over the last few years would have faltered. Alas, one of my many flaws is that I do not always express my gratitude with alacrity or even dependability. As a result, thanking people can sometimes get lost in the general unruliness of my life. I have resolved to do better; to shake off the “pastoral torpor” that too often envelops me. I will be changing some things at American Digest so that I can stay more up-to-date with my gratitude; with all my gratitude; to family, to friends, and to you Dear Reader.
Of Gratitude: Beyond donations, I am most grateful for all those that stop by to read my little letter to the world and then, mirabile dictu, come back and grace me with their thoughts as well. At the end of the day, I am most grateful that you read and pass on and return. Without readers, a writer is just locked into a box canyon filled with his solitary echoes. So whoever you are, wherever you are, and whenever you are thank you.
And now… on with the show good health to you.