If Peanut could speak human, she’d say how glad she is that it’s almost Friday. Well, maybe not. She doesn’t have to get up before the crack of dawn at the ungodly hour of 5 am to go to work.

She gets to hang around the house all day, taking naps or snacks whenever she pleases.

But this human is thankful that Friday’s almost here. It means that for one glorious day I can shut off the alarm and roll over at the point when I’d normally be willing myself out of bed. I do love my sleep.

Until then, I’ll stick to counting my blessings (including the one where I get paid to work at a job that I really like). Tonight, I’m also thankful for having two sets of grandparents that helped shape me into who I am today.

Peanut would probably agree with all that, if she spoke people-ese.