You know who’s not working today? Me.
You know why I’m not working today? Confederate Memorial Day.
Yessir, a day that only a handful of states actually acknowledge, and really that’s only privy to state workers. A lot of my co-workers often say that it’s embarrassing that Georgia acknowledges it, but I don’t hear them complaining about the paid day off work that comes with it. Personally, it’s funny in an ironic way, but I’m also of the mindset that it’s best to embrace and acknowledge all history, good and bad. It’s what makes things what they are, and it’s what makes Georgia, Georgia.
Either way, I’m glad that I have today off. Having spent the entire weekend in Denver was fun, and I was happy to catch up with my homegirl Amy, as well as knocking one more MLB park off of my list, and getting to go see a minor league park in Colorado Springs additionally. But after a weekend of lots of food and drink indulgence, with not enough sleep, high altitude effects, and even less sleep after taking the redeye back to Atlanta, today being off is a little bit of a godsend, even if it’s for “embarrassing” circumstances.
