it's not thanksgiving, but why should that matter?

What's the difference between simple joys, tender mercies, little blessings?

Not a dang thing.

Here are a few of mine for this Wednesday afternoon:

The General Conference app on my phone. I listen to talks about the temple while I'm at work.
My jobs. Both of them. It is unbelievably hard to work two jobs and go to school full time, but it is so worth it when those paychecks come.
Budgeting. I'm learning how to control my money instead of letting my money control me and it is such a liberating feeling.
The motivation to get out of my bed every morning. It surely doesn't come from me.
The Book of Mormon. The only good part about waking up is when I get back into bed after washing my face to spend some time in the scriptures. It's great.
Prayer. Did you know that there's a God in Heaven who loves you and wants to communicate with you? It's as easy as kneeling down.
Harriett. My adorable car. She is such great transportation and she is always there for me. Even when I lose her in the parking lot.
Water. I lost my water bottle last week and I'm really feeling a difference. I need to get a new one. I'll consult my budget.
The temple. What an amazing blessing to be able to make sacred covenants with a loving Heavenly Father to get strength to deal with this crazy world. I live a minute and a half away from the Mt. Timpanogos temple and I work two blocks away from the future Provo Tabernacle Temple. It's awesome.
That my co-worker texted me and asked me to open the restaurant today so instead of having to wait for 2 hours to come to work, and then stay late, I got to come straight from class and I'll have time to take a shower tonight. Which is something that needs to happen.
My healthy body. I don't have any insane illnesses, and as long as I maintain good nutrition and exercise habits I feel pretty good most of the time.
My family and friends. I have a wonderful support system. I'm going through this "independent" phase, my mom could tell you all about it, but I'm feeling this need to be independent, be my own entity and in the process I sometimes have days where I don't want to let anyone into my life. But then I get over myself and my support system is always there for me.
Garlic bread from Gloria's. Which actually might be a curse.

Now that I've started I can't seem to stop thinking of wonderful blessings in my life. So I'll stop blogging about them, but you can bet that I'll keep realizing and wondering about the many things God has blessed me with.

Happy Wednesday!