I know it's pathetic to make a big deal out of the one more day until the computer issues hope to be resolved. However, it has become a big deal in its own way because of the imposed restrictions on just about everything I do on the computer. I haven't been able to read or edit my novels under construction, but, yes, it's a good thing to be totally away from them. My husband's laptop is virtually useless to him without its wireless capabilities, but having checked it out at Best Buy it isn't the computer. Turns out it's the communication between it and the router at home and hopefully it will also be resolved on Tuesday.
So enough about this nonsense. I'm sick of it too.
It's Labor Day. You know the day where most of retail works and others don't. Where some companies shut down and others gear up with dynamite sales. Where it's an extra day of horse racing on a normally off day. Where it's the last blast before school starts for some. So . . . have a good one whatever you must do.
Father, you are the focus of my labors. I love you, Lord. Please help me to do what you have for me to do. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.