I stood at the counter completing my transaction, both kids standing nearby enjoying the remnants of their lunch as an after-school snack and sneaking peeks at the stickers there were given by the clerk.
Glancing around, I noticed that “flash-blind” feeling was still there – like I’d just had my picture taken and couldn’t quite see clearly yet. I remember thinking it odd having not recalled looking up into the bright winter sky.
It wasn’t until the teller handed me my receipt and we headed through the doors, that the shimmer and blur became clearer and I knew what it was. An aura. I’ve only had this happen one other time, in the middle of an 8-mile run when I was training for the Detroit Half-Marathon (2010 maybe?). I drove cautiously and we made it home without incident.
The kids were awesome helpers – taking out the dog, picking out clothes to pack, and other odd jobs. I made dinner (nothing like strappin’ on a headlamp to see the grill in the 20-degree darkness to help the onset of a migraine!), and the steak, potatoes and veggies were delicious! Seneca needed only a few snuggles before drifting off while Calder stayed up a little later given that he didn’t have school the next day!
Garth arrived home from his basketball game, and after getting the report from how things went, I climbed into my PJs and snuggled on the couch. I was out like a light by about 8:30! Thankfully, things never got really bad, but it’s been a long time since I’ve had something like that happen, and for that I’m thankful.
I’m also thankful for timestamp – which lets me post this on the right day, just to keep things simpler in my little blogging life! 🙂