At 2:30 in the morning the bean woke me up “my key is stick.” she said. I got up threw on a shirt and headed outside. The bug was out of the garage and the wheel was turned to the left. A simple move of the wheel and the key was unstuck. Then she was off to work, retail as she says “on black Friday.” It’s the second year in a row that she has worked on Black Friday. Its interesting to me that she chooses jobs in retail. Both her mother and I had jobs in the food service industry for a long time (I did work at two different retail locations and two different black Fridays but that was long after my initial work pattern had been established.
I went back to sleep slowly thinking about that. You have children and then you seek to have them leave. Not that you want them to leave but you need to teach them to fly on their own. Someday you won’t be there to pick up the pieces. Its kind of a sad thought but the holidays do that to you at times. Eventually we all pass. What we leave behind are the memories of who we were.
Thanksgiving was a blast – food was awesome. Luke and Barb outdid themselves. The turkey was moist and everything else was perfect. We do have enough stuffing for the entire US Naval Fleet, but I suspect that will go away, eventually.