THE WALKING-AROUND ME

I go to my favorite prayer: "Thank you, God, for my everything just as it is right this very minute."

Then I think of all that is less than wonderful in my eyes right this very minute:

1. At 5:30 AM when I walked Ruckus, winds were 20-30 mph, temp 10 degrees, -10 degrees wind chill...him just as happy as if he had good sense, me paying mind-service to "thank you," repeating as fast as I could.
2. We have two more outings before this day is over...he's looking forward already with me pretending to.
3. This is projected to continue way too long...all week likely.
4. Oh, Boston.

Now I get to decide...if God gave me the power to change any one of those according to my likes, would I put Boston first? 

From my eyebrows up, I'm a saint, or at least a good and decent person, so of course I think I would...but the walking-around me? We can only hope the answer is yes. 

Thank you.