Sometimes the fog lifts and I see life the way it's supposed to be...well, in my world. Maybe it's having been sick for days on end, or the anticipation of the holiday this week---though actually, it already feels holiday-ish 'round these parts. That's one thing I'll say for Americans, we know how to do holidays.I'm feeling a bit slower (being that I break out into a hearty cough if I move too much, or too quickly), and maybe that gives me room to pause and think about stuff. Whatever the reason, I'm enjoying washing our bedsheets, puttering, and allowing the recovering kids to sleep in awhile. The weather is drizzly outside and the one son who's up says it feels crisp when he sticks his head out the door. Sounds nice.
So today I'll make attempts at cleaning out the fridge so I can put in the turkey to thaw---I just love that routine on the Monday before Thanksgiving. Then will tidy up the house a bit. It's only us for the holiday meal, and frankly, I like it like that. No frustrations in over-cleaning, and we can pace the day as we like it. Now I just need to continue to focus on pleasing my family. Sounds just about perfect.
(photo from tumblr)
