Day 163 (& Day 164, Sorta),
Well, another first has happened that will go down in Every Day with Chick-fil-A lore….(drumroll please)……I missed my first day since I started this journey back in May. (With the exception of being in Africa, Sundays, and closed holidays, of course.)
I hated doing it, but the truth is, having worked 10 very hard, up-early-down-late days in a row, it finally caught up to me. Migraine. But before I get to that, let’s rewind to a very enjoyable Day 163.
In an effort to reward Liza for a job well done during the Black Friday/Cyber Monday Extravaganza, I was able to, with the generous help of a friend, send her to the Hyatt on Clearwater Beach for the evening with my friend’s wife. True, it was a short stay, but she was able to go without blog and baby for an evening and morning; if nothing else, she got some good rest.
In the meantime, it was Daddy Daycare for me and the boo. Asher stayed with his friends Will and Kylie while the mommas were hanging at the Hyatt, and he was a gem. Mom was worried that Asher wouldn’t sleep, but not only did he go down without a hitch, he even slept in ’til 7:30! And, he had tons of fun on the rocking chair:
Mom said no standing
So we went to the traditional route of butt in chair
Before bed-time we made a trip to Publix for some unsweetened almondmilk and a 12-count of Chick-fil-A Nuggets. This CFA is down on Ulmerton near our friends, the Clements, so I got my food for the first time from Marley. Thanks Marley!
After putting Ash down to bed, Jason and I had lots of cookies and watched the second Sherlock Holmes movie. Then I was up at 5 a.m. to work for a few hours, and then Daddy Daycare was in full effect, starting with breakfast. Nice work Jason feeding those kiddos; nice job looking for Kylie scraps, Lupe :
We had a great morning, which included a walk around the block. The sun is masking their enthusiasm, I promise:
When we finally got home, that’s when it hit me. Migraine. I have a couple of triggers that I know of – oil paint and tiredness – and the second one had finally caught up to me.
People get and fight off migraines in different ways. For me it starts with blurred vision, moves quickly to nausea and the cold sweats, followed up by an absolute need for a dark room and a lot of shut-eye.
I went to bed at 2:30 p.m. and unfortunately had to miss our Life Group party as I didn’t get up til about 7:30. I did watch the Ohio State game and that was ’bout as nauseating as the migraine, and I wish I’d never set eyes on it.
All that to say, in the mental confusion and subsequent faculty fog-lifting resulting from this episode, I plum forgot to go get my Every Day with Chick-fil-A before it was too late. So while Day 164 is in the books, it’s for a migraine headache, not an Original Sandwich with a Peppermint Chocolate Chip Shake. Unfortunately the day will live in infamy, because it’s the same day the Buckeyes lost the Big 10 Championship, and it’s also the day we remember the Japanese attacking Pearl Harbor – December the 7th.
Here’s to hoping I can overcome the adversity and finish the month of December strong.