Our Labor Day was weird.
First I went to work and interviewed my possible replacement.
Second we went to a ward activity.
Well, the end of it.
Hundreds of dollars were spent on the meat for this activity.
It was a true Hawaiian BBQ.
Rice, Mac Salad, and tons of meat.
Afterwards, Jordan went to the Library to study.
I thought that was a stupid activity, hello its a holiday.
I thought he should have spent it with me.
I realize he was being practical, but I didn't want to spend my holiday alone.
I thought we were going to spend every waking moment together.
So I pouted.
I drove my self to the mall, hoping to find some retail therapy.
Nothing.
So I drove back, still pouting.
Then I met up with some friends at the beach.
That helped my attitude a little.
And finally Jordan and I met up at the beach for a minute or two
Then we went home.
I helped Jordan with some accounting homework.
And that was mostly it.
Pretty much a normal day.
It was mediocre at best.
But what we were really supposed to celebrate on Labor Day?
Some say the end of summer.
Frankly, that's no party I want to be involved in.