A Duvet Day

When I sit down to write my blog every day, I just open up my mind and write the first thing that comes to mind. I find if I overthink what I want to say, it doesn’t really flow.

 

Tonight my head is thick with cold… finally succumbing to all the colds and flu and coughs that have surrounded me for the last 3 – 4 weeks.

 

So I took a duvet day.

 

duvet day

 

Having not slept well for a few nights thanks to the tickly cough that seems to raise its evil intensity the minute I put my head to the pillow….

 

A duvet day…

 

It made me think about how many people have taken a duvet day or days this winter or who will for the foreseeable winter months… and how much will that cost the economy? How many children have had days off school? How many parents have had to take time off?

 

The common cold.

No cure.

Prevention is better than cure… or treating of the symptoms…

Prevention – eat healthy, varied, nutritious food, full of vitamins, eat food from natural sources and make meals from scratch; exercise and keep moving, fill your lungs and do your 30 minutes a day… Sleep, rest, have enough R&R… reduce stress… all of those good things to keep to a healthy, balanced, clean life.

 

So why do I have a cold? Why do the boys, James? And so many people I know who abide and live by these prevention rules…

 

A duvet day…

 

It made me think how grateful I am for my health! It is only a common cold and a few days taking care of myself and I will be bouncing back.

 

A duvet day on Thanksgiving day…

 

It made me think of so many things that I am grateful for and give thanks for…

 

My big bed firstly… with my big thick winter, snuggly, feather duvet…. Big cushions…

 

The view from my bed… the beautiful cool winter sunlight on the frosty lawn and fields… how peaceful…

 

Toast and marmalade… butter melting so the toast is perfectly soft and the marmalade a perfect blend of sweet and bitterness…

 

Hannah .. my lovely friend and nanny to the boys…without whom I am not sure I could function today and most days… who loves the boys and the boys love her…

 

Caroline… another lovely friend and neighbour, so kind, thoughtful, generous who left a pot of heart warming chicken stew on my door step…

 

All friends who have sent messages of love, sympathy, kindness and warmth after yesterday’s trip to see Mum… for all the love and friendship in my life…

 

A lovely handwritten letter from my Godmother in the mailbox…

 

A phone call from the big man, still full of cold but yet still working hard to provide for our family…

 

A phone call from the big man, still full of cold but yet still working hard to provide for our family…

 

For a business I can run from my sick bed, on my laptop, phone… a business that I can help others find solutions to their problems… a business that keeps me from the 9-5 (or 7-11, 8-8 on a good day), a business working with friends, a business that focuses on giving back, promoting others more than yourself…

 

For my little boys, so inquisitive… snuggling with me now and asking question after question about the Titanic, our family, our lives today compared to life in the early years of the century…

 

For my little boys, their little arms around my neck and their soft hair against my cheek…

 

Thanksgiving… for a duvet day, on a duvet day.

 

 

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