Labor Day

Labor Day has always felt like an oxymoronic holiday for me as a teacher. Coming off of two month's vacation and returning to the day job is what this day marks for me, so the whole concept of celebrating a day off from work feels confusing every year; it has traditionally been a day of contemplation, getting clothes and lunch together and trying not to slip into a funk.  So far, so good.

Twenty years at the day job now, and so the itch to do something else is understandable. And, while the recent sale of some roving is very exciting, it's not a good time to leave a secure job to go chasing dream jobs. So, keeping that balance between day job and Salty Ewe work will continue to be the third job. Happy to have one, let alone three.