I'm grateful that my husband suddenly spotted all the vehicles that were slowed down, stopped ahead of us today, and he stepped on the brakes and while finding the space to quickly swerve into the next lane. Ironically these cars were stopping due to an automobile accident just ahead of us. I'm grateful I was wearing my seat-belt. I'm grateful that we didn't cause an accident. I'm grateful that the public service vehicles, ambulances and engines could actually find the room to squeeze between us cars, because it doesn't always feel like they're going to succeed in doing so. Though stressful, I'm grateful that my reaction was surprisingly reasonable and without panic.
I'm feeling grateful that once I got to the bottom of what was causing yesterday's foul, burning rubber smell in the kitchen and/or dining room, that it wasn't anything to fear nor need to call firetrucks. Turns out the handle of our strainer had fallen from a rack and was melting/burning :yuck: alongside the dishwasher's heating elements during dry cycle. :) I'm grateful that it wasn't some fire within the walls as I was beginning to fear, nor was it simply me experiencing some unusually new and odd olfactory symptom. :wtf: While fearful, I considered this.
I appreciate that I didn't just lose this post above, as I often accidentally close the browser without intending to.
