Relative Something

The Monday holiday of Labor Day is upon us in the USA, and in honor of it, I will do no laboring. I will miss the morning soccer match since I am still out of town. I will be giving the hammock a workout, instead.

Still looks like summer up here by the flowers...

Twice this weekend, a situation occurred that involved someone being gone longer than expected, and the question of whether to be concerned, or not, arose. I tend to a default of ‘delays’ not being a reason to become concerned, even though I may be considering it a possibility. I have no idea how to determine when would be the appropriate time to become concerned. If, indeed, the delay was due to an accident or mishap that deserved assistance, I would look pretty bad for my lackadaisical attitude and lack of timely reaction. But maybe that’s just a chance I tend to take.

In both cases this weekend, there was no reason to be concerned. A little phone call to report a delay in schedule is a wonderful thing to do for those who may be waiting on you. In the mean time, until I finally get burned for my tendency not to over-react when someone is taking longer than expected, I will avoid worrying about these kinds of situations.

Don’t be concerned about us today. We will be home in time to make it to work again, by tomorrow.