The madness that is 2020 now has us contemplating what those of us in 'Merica celebrate as Thanksgiving. It's typically a 2-day (four day weekend) holiday for us, and traditionally harkens in the beginning of the Christmas season. I've already seen neighbors dragging out their decorations in preparation!
The people who want to run our lives are telling us not to travel this holiday. Some have gone so far as to try to make us feel guilty if we get together with more than six people. Sigh. I think I'm going to my daughter's house, but nothing's been finalized, yet. That's not travel; it's only about 20 miles away.
I'm recovering today from a lot of bending over work yesterday. I have been cleaning up my back patio, and that involves weeding between the paver stones. There is some satisfaction of seeing the change once it's done, but I have to do it in one- or two-hour stretches because it just makes my back hurt.
Today will be a day of rest. I'm reading a book by Orson Scott Card, one of my favorite authors, so I plan to give my back a break and just read. Church in a couple of hours, and then the rest of the day is an open book (pun intended)!
Be well, everyone.