To highlight this phenomenon I provide this quote from my recently retired friend Richard....
"This afternoon I made what seems to be a daily run to Lowe's/Home Depot/Car Parts Store. I couldn't find a parking place at Home Depot. The store was crowded, and some dude was elbowing me out out of the stainless steel screw section. Then it hit me, duh huh Homer, it's Saturday. As Tom says every day is Saturday. I now have no idea what day of the week it is.
It is.................fantastic."
To which my friend Tom replies.....
"...you got it Richard. the key is knowing what day is the real Saturday and then staying AWAY from places like that....."
The first weekday I was retired I made a comment to a friend that every day felt like Saturday now......you know that feeling you had back in your workaday life when you woke up Saturday first thinking you had to get up and go to work, and then that wonderful, delicious feeling which swept over you as you realized it was Saturday, and no, you didn't have to go to work for two days.
For those who need help knowing which day is 'Real Saturday' a 'Day Clock' like the one above will come in handy for a few months until your internal body clock adjusts to this new concept.
So, here is the rundown on our 'Real Saturday'.......it rained all Friday night and well into the early morning hours of 'Real Saturday', but then the cloud cover began to break up a little. Normally we would have driven over to the Wittmann Flea Market on 'Real Saturday', but the 1.3 miles of local dirt roads we would have to traverse to get to pavement were a muddy mess, and no place for a low profile VW Bug.
MUDDY!!
Instead, I rode my mountain bike the 2.8 miles over to the Flea Market to find that the overnight rain had kept 90% of the vendors away, and those who had braved the early morning elements were packing up to leave at 11 am when I arrived. I just continued pedaling my mountain bike and headed right back 'home'.
Our hosts spent most of 'Real Saturday' at the wedding of a friend's child, so TLE and I had the day to ourselves. Since it was mostly soggy outside we spent most of the day inside reading.....I did watch the women's Australian Open final, a little of the Phoenix Open (PGA), and a couple of college basketball games, but managed to finish another book on my Kindle.
Around 6:30 we joined our hosts for 'breakfast for dinner' (french toast), and then watched another movie....'Edge of Tomorrow', which we had seen before, but liked enough to watch a second time.
Thanks for stopping by!
When I stopped working the first time the only real important day was Wednesday, the garbage truck came early Thursday morning.
ReplyDeleteNow it's "What day was it we checked into this RV Park, and do we have to move today, tomorrow or what?" Only got caught one time awaking at 8:30 realizing that we were suppose to move on that day....happens when you check in for a 3-4 days this time, a week the next time. It was a 3 day check-in that got me, could have sworn that it was for 4 days, and wouldn't you know it, they could not let us stay another night unless we moved to another site. We moved on....
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