Happy Labor Day, everybody! I am still feeling a giddy, feet-shuffling delight that I have a three-day weekend. Many years of retail, army then retail rendered me quite jaded regarding Monday (and other day) holidays. I have had Labor Day off since 2011 and it still feels wonderful to me.
Oh, I KNOW other people will never get Monday holidays off, most notably police, firemen, medical workers and other important folks. Also those of less gratifying work such as retail and fast-food (at least, I was never particularly gratified by working in these fields; perhaps others feel differently). Why do I feel guilty about being so happy about having a three-day weekend? I have worked plenty of Monday holidays! Many people other than me have Monday holidays and other days off that I don’t have. I suppose I am more susceptible to guilt. Perhaps it would benefit me to stop taking so seriously what other people say.
I guess I am not letting the guilt take away all my pleasure in my unusual Monday off. I ran this morning (after first having coffee; I meant to write a blog post about it, oops). Steven,who, quite surprisingly, has today off (he worked the weekend), fixed a lovely breakfast. We have been watching movies since about noon. It has been a MARVELOUS day. If only I had written a blog post earlier and, you know,written a better blog post, my life would be perfect.
However, one publishes what one can. We’ll call this a Monday Middle-aged Musings and drive on.