Labor Day time

I find myself repeating the same phrase over and over these past couple of days but I mean what I say when hardly believing its Labor Day.  June went by and then July and I woke up on August 1st ready for the Summer to begin.  I love the Fall when the air requires me to grab a vest and smells of pine.  The bigger issue I am struggling with is time.  Time.  Never enough and yet there is as much as there ever could be.  I must do a better of job of enjoying the moment.  Labor Day is a perfect time to do this because the day is all about spending one last weekend in Summer mode.  One day to extend the sacred weekend with a short week on the other side to ease you into the idea of Fall.  So enjoy your weekend doing whatever makes you happy.  And when Tuesday morning wakes you up, there is no difference.  We have another day to make special.