I’m feeling so much better than I was yesterday, and for that I’m very thankful. I was pretty sick yesterday, so I was sure it was more than a one day thing. All I could think about, when I was awake, was how I wished I felt good enough to get up and work on my book. I gave up on making the remaining deadlines in order to have it release on December 1, and wondered how long it would be before I was up and about.
Today Doug and I woke up early. I was starving, so we started cooking. By eleven we had breakfast sandwiches and frittatas made for the week. I also roasted several kinds of vegetables, make wild rice and sausage soup, made sure we had what we needed for Thanksgiving, and did six loads of laundry.
We went to Walmart, picked Frank up for his sleepover, came home and cleaned the living room and dining room carpets. All before noon. I feel as though I packed two days worth of housework into one morning. I also feel as though our whole family will be able to relax and enjoy the holiday week, without feeling like all we’re doing are chores.
It’s now 1:30, and I’m writing. I have been for at least an hour.
So I’m thankful for health. Without it, I wouldn’t be able to get any of what is written above done. We all take it for granted, until we don’t have it.
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