Labor Day, indeed

This holiday weekend traditionally marks the end of summer and official return to the grind. As the last sanctioned break of any length between now and Thanksgiving, it calls out for activity, not rest. I made up a list of things I hope to get done before returning to work on Tuesday. The list is twenty-four items long (!) and composed of both personal and domestic tasks, chores rooted in the real world and and on the wide world o’ web.

Criminy. I’d better get started.

Happy Labor Day to all. I’ll be around, even as busy as I hope to be.

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