11/27/2025
I woke up this morning feeling like complete (insert word here). Fever, sore throat, inflamed sinuses, aching limbs, difficulty breathing and moving at the same time. Whatever I’ve got, I’ve got it bad. Add that to my currently raging autoimmune issues and, well…today was a no makeup, sweatpants, slippers and messy bun kind of day.
Everything I’d planned to do went up in flames like my body temperature. Did it still get done? Yes. Did I still feed my other half and the fur-kid? Yes.
Did I whine and complain all day about being sick on Thanksgiving? Also, yes.
But now? Now I’m kind of (just kind of) glad I was forced to slow down. I got to watch the Thanksgiving Day Parade in its entirety for the first time in years. I got to snuggle up with Luna for a bit. I got to watch some football with the hubs. I got to laugh at the flock while they played in a huge leaf pile. And I got to help the hubs hang the buck het got while he went to make sure the coop was secure for the night - which means our freezer will be full for the winter and I’ll get to make my nephew the jerky he’s been waiting for.
If it weren’t for me being sick, I would have been “go-go-go!” and would have missed out on almost all of that little stuff.
My point? Don’t wait for something to take you down and force you to hit the pause button. Take a breath. Take a pause. And enjoy the day. Once it’s gone, it’s gone.
I hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving 💜
Jenn