I woke up legitimately sick this morning—major headache and chest congestion. My home test was negative for Covid but I have a hard time believing that I have a random flu at the same time Patrick has Covid. So I got a PCR test done this afternoon and should get the results in a day or so.

In the meantime, I’m grateful that the over the counter medication we have is helping both of us. And I’m happy it was sunny today so I was able to sit on the deck for a bit this afternoon. I’m also really happy I’m not working tomorrow. Hopefully we can catch up on some much needed sleep.

Goodbye, August. I wish we were going into September and a holiday weekend with big plans, but I think it’s going to be laying low and feeling crummy. Covid has finally hit our house. Patrick tested positive yesterday. He’s been suffering from body aches and head cold symptoms. He also lost his sense of smell and taste, which is a bummer. I hope for his sake it comes back right away, or that will be hard for his cooking.

Although the next few days will probably be lousy, I am grateful that we’ve avoided getting Covid during the worst of the pandemic, and now the symptoms are mostly flu-like. I’m also thankful for good soup tonight thanks to Olive Garden drive-up delivery. And that I felt well enough to get our yard mowed before we had to let it go for another few days and we’d probably need a tractor to get through it.

I’m thankful today for friends and honest conversations.

I love it when I’m able to talk to both my kids like I did today. Texting is fine, but an actual conversation is better. And it was especially nice after a long Monday work day.

I’m also thankful to day for these late blooms in my garden. It’s starting to feel like fall, but these flowers are holding onto summer. Aren’t they lovely?

I’m thankful today for extra showers, getting caught in the rain, hot chocolate with lots of marshmallows, antique shops and silly jokes.

While Patrick was gone today, I pulled out some Fall decor and cleaned up the house. I’m weirdly sore, which I’m blaming on my massage yesterday, but I’m pretty pleased with what I accomplished. I’m thankful for a day switching seasons.

Fall is here in the Midwest USA. Our local Apple orchard opened today, so Patrick and I got there when it opened. Apple cider donuts, mmmm. I also found some Halloween spiders. I’m sure they’ll make their way into the blog soon.

The morning started well, and my afternoon got better. I spent a little time with my friend Ann after I dropped off some garden vegetables to her.

Then I had a massage. OMG. I had to use rolled up towels and a pillow to keep the pressure off my implants, but I’m glad I was face down for most of it. That way my masseur could not see me grimace. Everything hurt. I had knots all throughout my back. My legs. My shoulders. He also worked on the super tight muscle under my left arm that has bothered me since my very first surgery. I won’t be surprised if I see bruises over the next couple of days. But I’m so thankful I went. I think I can already feel some relief. As I told him when he commented on how well I was tolerating things, I’d rather suffer some short term pain for long term relief.

I’m thankful for a pretty good day, and I’m thankful for Ann who gifted me my first massage.

We had a random shower after work today, and the sky celebrated. I’m thankful for the li sky colors of this rainbow and the end of the work week.

I’m thankful tonight for friends, conversation, and smiles.

I’m thankful today for fresh cut grass, hot lattes, new shampoo and chocolate.