Is there anything worse than getting sick right before a long weekend? I am forced to surrender; to rest; to let go of the need to get things done. I am my own worst enemy, pushing myself to exhaustion at times. Why? I don’t know and couldn’t tell you, even if you paid me. The weather has been cooperating, but my body has not. So, instead of getting out and about, like I’d wanted to do, I am sleeping – a lot! I am grateful that I don’t get sick often. I’d make a lousy patient. But the silver lining is that I am getting lots of rest and taking time to read (I have three books on the go at the moment). Still, I hope this thing is on its way out of my system. At any rate, I thought I’d stop by and wish you all a Happy Labour Day. May you enjoy this well deserved day of rest.