Friday, day 15.
Friday is always a welcome day. I am always home on a Friday and I love that. Last Friday however wasn’t quite so good. The cold/fluey feeling I had since last weekend had really kicked in and I was feeling pretty sorry for myself. I began to think, this is one of those days when finding something about which to be grateful is really stretching it. Then I remembered, I had worked late the day before and Hub made Thursday’s dinner, a vegetable stew. The great thing about stew, and our inability to get used to cooking for fewer people now that there are only three of us in the house, is that there is always some left over for the following day. We all know second day stew is even tastier, so bonus points, a lovely meal I didn’t have to cook myself.
Saturday, day 16.
Rosie had to go for her intermediate check-up following her operation. While she has been feeling a little sorry for herself whilst wearing the Cone of Doom, Rosie is recovering very nicely. Once she realised that the cone around her head didn’t stop her legs from moving she did much better. Being a short-legged scent hound who likes to walk along with her nose stuck to the ground isn’t really in keeping with what the v.e.t. calls an Elizabethan Collar. I don’t think my hound is impressed.
My parents-in-law looked after 15 for us so we could make the morning trip with only Rosie to consider, for which we were all extremely grateful. I don’t think we could have taken our daughter so close to where she has respite and then brought her back home again without tears and frustration.
Sunday, day 17.
My ‘flu was in full swing. My head ached, my bones ached and I was coughing up a storm. I am sure out oldest son wondered why he had bothered coming home for the weekend. I am going to be honest, a huge part of my gratitude on Sunday went to the copious anti-flu drugs I was given. They may have kept me partially out of it all day but I think that was probably best for everyone.
I was also grateful for family to take care of 15 so that I didn’t have to worry about her. She monopolised her brother’s time so I could sit it out for one weekend.
And coffee. Mostly I am a tea drinker but this coffee is a wonderful treat. Having it bought for me by Hub when he returned from fetching his uncle down for Sunday lunch was even sweeter. And yes, my parents-in-law do have a full house every Sunday. I hope they don’t mind, they certainly never complain.
Monday, day 18.
A cold and grey November day and I have to take a day off work. That hasn’t happened in a long time. It feels wrong to say I feel gratitude around this but yet I am grateful I have work and that it has a sick leave policy so that I don’t have to try to go in when I’m achy and not totally coherent and coughing all over everyone. I am also grateful to have a warm home on a cold day in which I can make myself comfortable and recover.
Tuesday, day 19.
My daughter. She has utterly changed my life in ways I could have never imagined. She has tested me and stretched me and at times driven me to the edge of what I could endure. And I love her utterly.
So what about you? For what have you been grateful lately?
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