... so where the hell is mine?!?!
I just spent four hours, shoveling the driveway, waking up my teenage daughter (harder than the shoveling by a long shot) driving through a foot and a half snow and ice driving to work, just to find that we actually have today off (the front doors hadn't even been opened).
I used to work for banks and credit unions so I was used to having every weird holiday off (Left-Handed Bowler's Day anyone?) and knew that I'd be giving that up to work somewhere else. Well, at least it's easier to explain going in on a holiday rather than missing a work day.
My other slacker kids are asleep. At least I don't have to tell them...