Hello, my friends. Happy Wednesday morning 🌤️
I am feeling so much better today, and let me just say—I am incredibly grateful for that. Yesterday had a bit of a rough start. I ended up getting sick at work, and for a little while there, I really thought I might have to pack it up and head home early. I’m still not entirely sure what caused it, but I have a feeling it might be related to my medication. Thankfully, I took a Zofran for the nausea, and it worked pretty quickly. That relief was everything in the moment.
Even though I wasn’t feeling my best, I pushed through and made it to the end of my shift. I ended the day with seven saves—not my strongest day, but honestly, I will take it. Especially considering I also handled several special handling calls, which may not bring in as much, but they still count for something. By the time 4:00 p.m. rolled around, I was more than ready to head home and rest.
But the day didn’t end there—instead, it turned into something really sweet.
Later that evening, we headed out to the Marlow baseball fields to watch Lane and Brooks play… against each other, which made it extra fun. There was one moment that absolutely cracked me up. I had been sitting on one side near the opposing team’s dugout when Brooks spotted me and called out, asking what I was doing over there and telling me I should be on his side. I thought, well now… I didn’t realize I was being monitored so closely by a five-year-old! 😄
A little while later, I moved over to the other side to visit with Blake and Jessica, and Hattie went off to play on the swings. Not long after, Brooks noticed my empty seat and asked where I had gone. When he found out I had wandered off, he seemed very concerned until it was explained to him. Later, I told him I had another grandson playing on the other team, and that’s why I had been over there. His little “oh, okay” made it all make sense to him. These babies—they just melt my heart.
Moments like that really make everything else fade into the background.
Now here we are—Wednesday morning, 6:40 a.m., and I’m on my way to work. Today is going to be a shorter day for me since I’m leaving at noon, and I’m really looking forward to that. We had originally planned to go to the doctor, but those plans changed, so instead I’m going to take care of a few errands.
First stop will be returning my Skechers—they’re just a bit too big, so back they go. After that, I’ll be picking up Mr. C from Brody and Savannah’s, and we’ll head to the tag agency to get his license taken care of since it expired at the end of February. Somewhere in there, I’m sure we’ll just enjoy some time together, which he already seems excited about—and honestly, so am I.
Before I fully settle into the afternoon, I’ve got a few small but important things I want to accomplish:
• Call PikePass and pay my outstanding balance (and prepare myself for the inevitable hold time 🙃)
• Refill my medication organizer so I can stay on track a little easier
• Sit down and write a letter
Nothing too overwhelming—just enough to feel productive while still keeping the day gentle.
For now, I might swing by Sonic and grab a drink to help carry me through the morning hours. Sometimes it’s the little things, right?
Overall, I’m just thankful today—to be feeling better, to have had such a sweet evening with family, and to have a slower afternoon ahead with someone I love.
And that feels like more than enough 💛
