I just realized/ woke up / found out / had an epiphany / looked at a calendar, and Monday is Columbus Day. I don’t know about you, but it’s a day off for me. A 3-day weekend has snuck up on me, and it’s not a bad thing. My wife is working, the kids are going to school, and it’s just going to be me at home. I can run around in my boxers, eat Cheetos, play Star Wars on the home PC, have lunch with my wife, fold the laundry, unfold the laundry, go drag-racing, eat Thai food, hang out with friends, throw eggs at the neighbors, or put in a few hours at the 7-Eleven. The world is my oyster that day, and I’m not doing any work that day.
What will I do that day? I don’t know, and I don’t care.