Weekends!

And then there were weekends...ahhhh!..a three-day weekend, at that!

Don't get me wrong, I enjoy my jobs, and yet...it's nice to give the brain a break (especially a "bear of very little brain" like me, for I fear sometimes that if I use it too much someday there will be nothing left at all!). This new job is brain stretching, but in a good way, and soon I will be able to answer all your computer questions (well, I MIGHT have to refer you to Sanford or Kevin for some of the harder ones). Frankly, when I hear the guys at work talking computers, I think they're talking a different language. A language I fear I will never learn. Learning a new language was not on my list of things to do before I turn 40.

When my alarm went off at 6:45 this morning, I tried to recall what day it was. Surely not another work day-and it wasn't! I smiled to myself as I remembered that I was going yard saling with friends. It didn't take me long to scramble out of bed, at that happy thought. The morning was cool and cloudy, the fellowship rich and sweet and the yard sales plentiful. I think we all came home satisfied with our "finds". My best treasures of the day were a shower curtain and a small electric heater.

And now it is time to go home and do my Saturday work so I can truly have a holiday on Monday. I sure wouldn't want to labor on Labor Day!