I am beyond grateful that I was able to speak up yesterday and address a bunch of things that had been bothering me- especially in regards to my job.

My health has been deteriorating despite my stomach issues improving; latest things are my thyroid labs plummeting (but not enough that they flagged it by numbers- the graph is a straight cliff drop though which I assume can’t be good and is impacting how I feel) and my eye has started twitching and feeling heavy again: my concern there is the return of my ocular myasthenia gravis.

Naturally when my eye was heavy yesterday and I had a hard time getting my contacts in, I needed to figure out a way to destress as much as humanly possible and as quick as possible. Instead of getting myself fired or up and quitting, I decided to open my big mouth and explain I need less hours and can’t work there as much or I’m going to be unable to work at all if I end up looking like fucking pop eye again with one eye lid stuck closed.

The server who handles all of our schedules is a fucking saint and managed to help me get coverage for my work shift tonight, I had already given the college kid my Friday night shift- which ended up resulting in me having FOUR CONSECUTIVE DAYS OFF!!🥳

I’m beyond grateful for this time off, though I do need to devote some of said time to my second job at least it’s 4 days I don’t need to put on make up or dress up for rich old white people👏🏻

I’m grateful that we were able to make Thanksgiving plans with both my parents but still keep our yearly tradition of not doing anything on the actual holiday itself.

This is a benefit of being a child of divorce I haven’t been able to experience until recently with this multiple holiday stuff- man it would have been great if I could have had this during childhood😂 My kids sure as hell aren’t going to complain about family events every week for the next couple weeks, and I still get my lazy day the day of- it’s a win win.

I’m grateful for the ability to read. I had been genuinely scared I was never going to be able to actually finish a book ever again. Not sure if people are familiar with that street drug “K2” but years ago I most definitely fried my brain on that stuff to the point that it took me five years of solid abstinence to even be able to read more than a paragraph at a time. Thankfully my ability to read did return in full- but it had been a real concern of mine that I was just stuck like that permanently.

What are you grateful for?🤔