One of the Best!

This has been one of the best Labor Days I’ve ever had… I guess it’s a cheap shot to be classifying this government holiday as a real holiday. But whatever. Anybody who has ever grocery shopped with me would say it. I am cheap.
Today I had a stellar day at work… A day that didn’t require me to wrestle with doctors, groan over a new discovery of a skin issue; a day where I didn’t have to write up and transcribe an insane amount of orders… Today was definitely not a regular Monday!
To top it off I got off of work at the daily projected time: 2:30 pm. That really, honestly, never happens. Whether it’s 3:00 or 5:00… Anything after 2:30 is late. That’s just the time ingrained into my head. I even had 5 dressing changes!
I came home mid-afternoon to find my house still clean, a living room waiting to host three guests, and my TV.
I very much enjoyed this break from reality and to be able to come home to a handful of friends joined with us, just wanting to enjoy our company and hospitality. (I like to think of myself as Betty Crocker only 4 nights a month… I just used one of your ration tickets, bitch).
It totally made my day that I got to socialize with one of my best girlfriends while Jay could also hang out with some of his guy friends. It was such a change of pace for us since the summer was spent drivng no less than an hour to see either of our families OR friends, let alone have more than one of our friends in our presence at a time!
I very much enjoyed this “last weekend of summer”, sad as it may be. I am so biased and favor summer to its fullest! Winter. Ugh. I only dread it because I know what effect it has on me. It is generally not a favorable one… But. This winter will be a celebration for a lot of little reasons…Dad’s second Christmas sober, Dede’s [DeAnnaLynn Marie’s] third Christmas (she was a newborn at her first…), Jay’s and my second Christmas together and so much more…
As I’ve said once and many a time all the same: Time Flies!
This is why it’s so important to say “I Love You” no matter the circumstances, no matter how long you’ve known one another, no matter why you think you may love the other. Love is love. And LOVE IS MY RELIGION! (Hats off to Ziggy Marley for that ending…)