Being Content

It is so hot in my house right now.
I mean, sweltering suffocating heat. All the time. (I actually took a freezing shower for thirty minutes earlier... only to get out and suffocate again.)
I have a tendency to wear sweaters and jeans. And I've been known to walk around with a blanket draped across my shoulders. It makes me feel safe.
In fact, I'm writing this while wearing jeans... I just don't like shorts...
Anyway.
This is why I don't like living somewhere so hot.
But, a midst my complaining, I realized something, and then felt really guilty.
I have a fan. I have warm clothes. I have water and ice to cool off.
Most people don't have what I do. And when I thought about complaining just because I'm sweating while doing nothing, I felt guilty.
Guilty that there are people out there, that are more content with less that I have.
Ouch.
 One of the most beautiful quotes to me, is one said by Anne Frank, "Look at all the beauty left around you and be happy."
It might not be the perfect quote, but the message is still the same.
Perspective.
Anne Frank said that. Anne Frank.
Here I am, not hiding from Nazi soldiers that could kill me and my family, and I'm not being very content.
Talk about a guilt trip.
I'm going to try to quit complaining about the heat (and maybe put on some shorts...)
Because I have so much. And I want to be content. So I'm gonna try.