Belaboring the Point

Happy Labor Day!

I've never really celebrated Labor Day - and not only because I constantly confuse it with Memorial Day.  I know both days have their reasons for existing and are quite separate, but I see them as bookends of the summer, a season I've never been much thrilled with. So while I don't generally have a big ass party or go to a parade, I do look forward to Labor Day for a variety of reasons:

**  I'm glad there's an end in sight [if not in fact] to the constant sweltering heat and humidity and the bugs - ohmygod, the bugs.  I am so thankful, every fall, that I live somewhere that gets cold enough to kill those fuckers off.

**  I can think about wearing my cute fall clothes.  Skirts and tights? MY FAVORITE.  Not sweating in work clothes? THANK YOU, FALL WEATHER.

**  Back to school excitement.  Even when I'm years out of that situation, I still can't help dawdling in the school supply aisles at Target.  It was great when the girl was little, too, because I could pick out whatever supplies I thought were cool.  As she got older, I had to remind myself that arguing about what color pencils to get was probably not my best parenting moment.  And then this year? The husband took her to Costco and I was left out of the purchasing all together.  I may have to go buy some erasers or something, just to make myself feel better. [I have no idea why the husband thought she would need a gross of sticky notes, but I think that's just his way of coping with her going away to school.]

**  I have about 9 more months before I have to deal with sweltering heat again.  Yes, I know I already mentioned the dreaded heat, but I HATE IT SO MUCH. 

**  FOOTBALL! Hah. Not really.

What makes you happy about Labor Day?  The celebration of workers? The last time you grill? The fact that baseball only has like 3 more months to go before the World Series?

[PS Moving the girl to school went fine.  I'll discuss in detail later.  Probably so much you'll stop reading.]