Thanksgiving

So, let me set some things straight here.  I work for a professional photo lab.  Our busy season is from Labor Day until Christmas Day.  There are no vacation days, or sick days, or comp days during this period.  It's not wrong or cruel, it's life.  You are warned when you take this job.  I'm OK with it.

Because of this, I will work Friday and Saturday.  I'm just thankful to be off on Thanksgiving Day.  I can take it, I'm fine with it, and I'm not upset about it.  Mom and Dad are in Georgia and Kevin and the girls will head to Carthage to see Grammy.  I'm OK.

However, everyone at work seems to think I need help.  They are sure that I should attend their holiday celebrations.  I had four invitations today.  I am so thankful that I work with people who care, but I'm fine.  I'll be JUST fine.  Don't worry about me.  I can take it.

By the end of the day, it was annoying to hear people fretting about me, but it's sweet, just the same.  I am so thankful for those who want to take someone in as family on Thanksgiving.  I would never be comfortable in your house with your family during a holiday dinner, but I appreciate the thought.

I'll be fine.  I'll be sitting around in my jammie pants, eating frozen pizza.  I'll be fine.
  Heck, there's even a rumor that Brett may show up for a brief visit!  Wouldn't THAT be a sweet holiday treat!

Enjoy your turkey and taters and pie.  I'll be here, eating frozen pizza and waiting to go to work on Friday.  Thanks for the invitations, just the same.