below stairs

Well. Last post I delighted in the little things.

Today I am confessing.

Confessing that my inner anglophile has taken over, and I and fully engrossed in Downton Abbey.

I'm not sure really why this story is so interesting, except that it is just people. Yes, yes they are fictional people. But it seems like they are real. It seems like that's what it really would be like in that part of the world about a hundred years ago.

I think the most fascinating part of this series is below stairs. The way it opens the door on the world of servants and a different class of people than the Lord and Lady of the manor. Tonight I watched this past week's episode, and at one point Mary says that there are a lot of people counting on the family, and they have an obligation to them.

But that's the point. There are SO MANY people that work on this estate. Fascinating, but...necessary? I think not. But what I would do now is very much not the point. Having a view into a hundred years ago is the point. Is this a true perspective? Is this REALLY what it was like?

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Do I really care? I think not. I accept the entertainment, and agree not to think too much about how I would change things. So I will continue to "do" their upper crust English accents, and pretend that I live above stairs. But want to see what happens below stairs.
K

delight

Today I am delighting in the little things.

Today we have a jean day at work. I know, it really is a little thing, but wearing jeans and tennis shoes really does make my heart a little happier.

Today I wrote a bunch of thank-you cards to my students. I received a TON of christmas presents, and I practiced gratitude for each and every one of them. Today I delivered the last of the thank-you cards. I'm grateful for the presents, but also grateful that the writing is over. :)

The PTO bought us  Keurig coffee system for school, so today I walked up to the workroom and made a delicious cup of coffee.

I have been doing Weight Watchers for the past couple months, and have had some difficulties in knowing where to eat out. Today was another small victory on that front: I had breakfast at Chick-Fil-A. Not only am I grateful for Chick-Fil-A, but that I figured out how to have breakfast there and not ruin my points for the rest of the day. I'm pretty proud of myself for that one.

Yesterday I had a laugh with a co-worker about something cute my nephew said at work. I'm grateful that I get to see him every day, and that my friends and co-workers get to enjoy him too.

Last night, my Mom called and asked if I wanted to meet up for dinner tonight. I'm grateful for a great relationship with my parents.

There really is SO much to be thankful for, both big and small.
Thankfully yours,
K