About the best that can be said about my Labor Day weekend is that I wasn’t at work.
It wasn’t a spectacular holiday weekend. The major holidays never are for me. Mostly because holidays seem to magnify the issues of being alone.
Meh. Mostly I’m good with this. But when you would like To spend the long weekend with friends or doing something fun and that’s not an option… Well, it kinda sucks.
I did go to the new gay sports bar in town. By myself. But I did manage to run into some folks I know, so that was nice.
Other than that? Not much to report.
And now I’m back to work in a rainy Tuesday.