L had a bunch of POA business to do at the county annex, not knowing – and of course neither did I – that it’s a sacred government holiday. So that didn’t work out.
When L gets annoyed she gets very annoyed indeed. So she’s calling around, leaving snarky messages on a bunch of voicemails – but then when we got to the feed store and she told her outraged tale, we found out it’s Columbus Day. Ah, well. Hell, I don’t know when Thanksgiving is and that’s only important because all the neighbors will be here and maybe somebody will give me fancy food. Columbus Day is a complete non-event.
Got a cash infusion on top of the normal start-of-month pay, so I was able to buy gasoline and stock up on what the ladies need…
You take your pleasures where you wish – mine come from full buckets and bins. 🙂
ETA: But you know what I hate? I hate spending money on telephone cards. Hate it, hate it. The biggest single expense of the morning was a little cardboard card I intend to throw away later today. And other people will mostly use it up. Essential, but it’s really annoying every time I have to buy one.
Never did pay much attention to “holidays” myself. The few times I worked with “full benefits,” we could choose two holidays to have “off,” but I usually offered to work days like Thanksgiving and Christmas so the people with families could have the day off. One day is still much like another to me now, and I have to work hard to remember not to expect things to be open even on Sundays. But I’ve made my fair share of trips to town, only to learn that the place is buttoned up pretty good to “honor” people I would cross the street to avoid meeting.
Yeah, I discovered it was a “special” day when I drove into town to do some bidness at the Post Office. Wondered why the parking area was empty. Then I noticed the sign on the inner door . . .
Crap!