People make a lot of jokes about not working on Labor Day. Drive around town and you see plenty of people working, though. I typically cover the clinic chores on holidays. I feel that I need to check on the patients that are here, so I might as well clean up after them, too and let the staff have the day off. They’ll cover for me sometime when I can’t be here.
I’ve only had a couple of emergencies today, so I got much of the day off. Labor Day is one of my favorite holidays, simply because there’s no agenda for the day. I don’t have to get to or help host a family dinner, no trip out of town, no gala celebration or concert to set up. I actually take part of the day off and catch up on some things just for myself without having to shoe-horn them into stolen hours.
The diabetic cat will still get it’s insulin injections on time, but I was able to start tinkering to find out why my running lights are not working on Old Red. So far, I only know some things that aren’t the problem. That’s a little too much like being back at work.