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A Busman's Holiday?

 

It’s a funny thing but public holidays don’t feel like holidays to us now that we are retired. So King’s birthday (it still sounds funny saying that) and the other public holidays our country celebrates (around eleven in total) seem just like any other day to us. I suppose that is because we are ‘home’ every day anyway. Well, I am out four days a week usually but it feels different because it isn’t to go to a job. Basically, even though those days are fairly locked in I could choose to go different days and do different things. However, I like to know what I am doing every week and tend to do certain things on certain days. My days are full and enjoyable (except for housework day!). Any spare moment I might have I enjoy a good read.

I do work hard at being flexible and am able to do this if something comes up—my mother’s long hospital stay is a case in point and occasionally I am asked for some extra volunteer work. But my personality is task-orientated and organized so this works well for me and my husband is content with this also as he helps when needed and does his own thing otherwise. He has his vegetable garden, and his hobbies.

So a long weekend is nothing particularly special, just another day with a list of things to do. Having said that, Christmas and Easter are special to me and I celebrate them appropriately taking a rest from my normal daily calendar although I might sometimes squeeze in tasks in the days leading up to those holidays. I do often wonder how people who don’t know Jesus manage in life. I couldn’t and wouldn’t want to do without Him. Some people might say Christianity is a crutch—it’s anything but! It does however make sense of this painful, chaotic, scary, beautiful, amazing world that we live in. Thank God!

Bless you all today.

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