Long weekend

Well, it is the Labor Day weekend. Whenever I hear those words, I can't help but think of the song "Come Monday" by Jimmy Buffet. I don't know what the show is going to be here at the island. Hopefully, with all the college kids back in school, it will be quiet for the last big weekend of summer.  I have had an interesting summer, filled with all kinds of life experiences. But I can look back and see that this is just a repeat performance of so many summers (and years). The difference is that for the past few years I have rolled with the punches, not raged back in anger or self pity. I know that every life experience is an opportunity for me.  I don't know whether the languid summers of my youth will come again. I didn't know how good I had it at the time. But I do have languid days now in which I shirk the desire to do something driven by another's agenda. I am doing those things that I want to do for the first time in so many years.  So for this Labor Day, we are out on the boat. We will return on Monday to spend time with my wife's parents. I will be a beach bum for a couple of days with my toes in the water and my ass in the sand. Life is indeed good today!