A Lazy Labor Day

It’s Labor Day, which means a holiday from work—and you really shouldn’t have to work on a holiday that celebrates workers.

Isabella got me up at an ungodly hour to feed her, but afterward, I went back to bed. I could sleep in today, so that’s exactly what I did. As I write this, I’m obviously awake, but I still haven’t gotten out of bed. I haven’t decided whether to take care of the hard dilemma at hand, go back to sleep, or get up and make coffee. Whatever I choose, it’s nice knowing the choice is entirely mine.

Have a great Labor Day, everyone!