The last weekend before Christmas.
When I was just starting out, that meant that this was going to be the craziest weekend of the year. I would have to work, customers would be frantic, hours would be a lot longer than usual, and the only upside would be that tips would be especially generous.
A couple of decades later, things are just as frantic but I get to actually stay home the weekend before Christmas. If I end up going out (and I’ll probably end up going to my favorite little deli), I’ll make sure that I’ll tip especially generously. (Always be really nice to the people who handle your food and doubly nice to the people who measure how much wine you get in your glass by eyeballing it.)
With that said, though, this weekend is chock full of events of one kind or another. We’re going to have gaming on Saturday night (Oh, crap! I need to get gift cards for everybody!). We’re going to the sister’s on Sunday (Oh, crap! I have to make bread!). Then, while I have Monday off, we get to go over to Mom’s for Christmas dinner (I think we’re good for that one).
The good news is that the building at work is shut down and only “essential services” are allowed to show up. So I get to go to work when nobody else is allowed to be there.
Which will be like a mini-vacation after the whole Christmas thing.
Merry Christmas to all you and yours, of course. Unless you’re doing something else. In that case, I hope whatever you’re doing is good for you.
So… what’s on your docket?
(Image is “Play” by Clare Briggs. Used with permission of the Briggs estate.)