I have no plans but will definitely spend time thinking gratefully of the many improvements brought about by early union members, often at great personal cost. I do this every Labor Day.
Weekend in the country.
Archery, hammocks, perhaps some kayaking and fishing on the lake… Maybe I’ll breakout the ol’ guitar and learn how to play a chord or two.
Work so that I can pay on the debt it took to get the job so I could work. Watch my wife get a little more sick. Die a little myself, inside, because I can’t afford the insurance that could fix what the doctors did to her when I had insurance.
I hope you will post about your visit after you get back - we have an opportunity to go to either France or Spain in December and would love to hear what you liked about Madrid.
I’m going to Disneyland!
My Father just got out of hospital so I flew out to see him. But tomorrow is Disneyland.
Oh, and if you haven’t seen Toledo: superinteresting and it’s all in a surprisingly small space (I mean, surprisiingly small by Spanish standards). You can go by commuter train and back the same day, if you want. Wear good walking shoes (espadrilles or sneakers would probably be best), because those streets are pebbled slippery slopes. Aside from the ton of visiteable stuff they make a type of enameled/engraved jewelry that’s very popular. The food is unlikely to be the best (sorry) but it normally “lets itself be eaten”.
I work retail. Every holiday weekend is “exciting”.
But don’t feel bad for me - I volunteer to work the holidays for time-and-half and double-time.
In my off hours: Amazon dropped a new TV series, I’ve got my weaving loom and treadle sewing machine fixed, and everything I need to make lemon-poppyseed muffins. I should be happily entertained.
Well, I’ve got six tons of road base/gravel to spread on my driveway, so… It will ‘rock’.
I always wear comfy shoes - my left fibula is held together by a plate and a bunch of screws, and my ortho is consistently surprised on viewing my X-rays that I can walk halfway decently at all 
Sneakers are my shoe of choice for travel, if not hiking boots. I haven’t been to Toledo before, which is part of the attraction. Currently chilling in a lounge chair on the hotel’s very pleasant rooftop balcony, trying to stay a wake until a reasonable enough hour that we don’t wake up at 3 a.m. Then, with any luck, we will wake up at a reasonable hour, have breakfast, and hop the AVE for Toledo. Maybe hit the Madrid museums during the week when people are back at work and school. (Although we did hit the Sorolla Museum first thing this morning because there were no free hotel rooms yet.)
This is the saddest post I’ve read here in a long time.
Whatever the particulars, I am sorry you are dealing with such a sad, preventable situation. I will wish for a more uplifting future for you and your wife soon. My best to you both.
No big plans for the weekend for me, just how I like/plan it. A friend is recovering from major surgery so I’ll take a dish by to give her husband some relief from cookery as he tends to her other needs. I’ll enjoy a visit with her.
The only other thing I know for sure that will happen before Tuesday is mowing. There will be mowing.
Hey, enipla, I thought of you the other day when I saw this. Neighbor of yours? :o
I have a cold.
Fun. 
It’s the umpteenth anniversary this weekend of my first meeting my future wife, Pepper Mill.
I took her up to Lake Winnipesaukee for a cruise on the MS Mt. Washington, followed by lunch and tours of upstate NH wineries, then dinner. We’re back home now, exhausted but happy.
I’ll probably spend much of the rest of the weekend cleaning, mowing the lawn, and other such fun stuff.
Spent my Labor Day weekend on vacation in Chicago! Funny enough, when we first started setting this up, neither the boyfriend nor I realized it’d be a holiday.
Let’s review how I did:
-[del]mowing the lawn[/del]
-[del]bush hogging the pastures[/del]
-moving logs away from the fences so we can let the goats roam 2 pastures
-any necessary fence repairs to above
-[del]trimming the hedges[/del]
-[del]pressure washing the porch and sidewalk[/del]
-[del]a round of golf[/del]
-[del]a family get together, including a visit from my out-of-state son and his new girlfriend[/del]
-[del]harvesting various varieties of peppers, tomatoes, eggplant and okra[/del]
-filling in the holes where I repaired 2 pasture hydrants
7 out of 10, not too bad considering other, unplanned chores popped up. That’s life with farm animals!
I ended up mowing the lawn, trimming, cleaning up my pile of papers, cleaning up the basement a bit, cleaning the bathroom, and shredding some old documents. I also got away to a used bookstore way up north.
I barbecued dinner on Sunday, and had set up a backyard fire (MilliCal wanted to make s’mores), but MilliCal decided we should watch the last episodes of Stranger Things 3 instead, so we did, figuring on the fire on Monday. That didn’t work out – we had a deluge. If it dries out enough later this week (it’s supposed to rain tomorrow, too), maybe we’ll have the fire then.
Still didn’t do everything I wanted, but close enough.
My weekend turned out a LOT better than I was expecting what with Dorian turning north early. So I was able to saw off a huge limb from my rubber tree. And then start cutting it to pieces to leave for the horticulture waste pickup. I foolishly undertook this job with just a small pruning saw and a pair of heavy duty pruning shears. So although gravity helped me cut off the main limb and the saw and shears removed all the smaller diameter parts, I am not really able to cut up the large core piece on the ground. Hopefully, my lawn care guy will have the equipment to help me get it to a disposable state.
Mine involved flying to Florida (getting up at 3:30 Saturday to drive an hour to the airport, then a 6 AM flight) - then renting a car there, picking up my in-laws, and driving them up to the DC area.
See, late the previous afternoon FIL decided that they’d better evacuate. Last time they did so, they didn’t leave until the traffic was horrible; the normally 6 hour drive to Savannah, GA took 12.
And FIL is… not all that safe behind the wheel of a car. The adult kids were all rather worried; I’m the one who proposed flying down there to drive them up. Airfare, even 12 hours before the flight, was pretty cheap because, well, nobody wanted to fly TO the hurricane zone.
The airport was a pain. I had not put my Global Entry info in when booking the flight, so I had to go through regular security (involving shoelessness etc.). Someone tried to run a stroller through the X-ray machine, shutting everything down for 10 minutes. I forgot to take my Kindle out of my purse so that got manually screened because two devices were seen on X-ray. My cankles were deemed a potential threat until patted down, as was my left wrist. And the TSA agent foiled my plan to commit some kind of mayhem with my too-large tube of toothpaste.
The rental car contract allowed a second driver, but only if the driver was physically present when picking up the rental. FIL was not, of course, as I got the car at the airport. He really wanted us to stop by another local office of the agency to get himself added. MIL, who has been primed by my SIL, said “No, I just want to get going!!!”. FIL kept offering to help with driving despite the fact that he knew it was not permitted. (Thanks, Dad, if you wreck the car I’m sure we can dig up 35,000 to pay for it).
At least traffic was quite good - normal Saturday traffic around Jacksonville, and normal DC-area slowdowns, but otherwise it was a breeze.
Monday, by comparison, was quite relaxing.