All the planning, preparation, cooking, cleaning, eating, washing dishes, driving, driving, driving, and finding food storage containers for the leftover food is exhausting. Trips to the airport, weepy good byes, and hauling out Christmas decorations, left me barely conscious yesterday. (It is amazing how helpful the extra hands can be, you miss them when they are gone.)
So in order to have sustenance for the family after the enormous feasting, it was of course left overs.
My last thought for Thanksgiving…I’m grateful for left overs to make a pot pie. I’m grateful that there was enough left over to keep my mom in meals for a couple of days. I’m grateful that Thanksgiving comes on a Thursday so that I had all day yesterday to rest without having to go to work today. I’m grateful that everyone got along. I’m grateful that everyone has gone home. I’m just grateful, which is the point of Thanksgiving, isn’t it?