Labor Day weekend has arrived and I couldn’t be more excited for three whole days off. Three whole days to do literally whatever I want to do. Three whole days to celebrate the end of summer and the start of a new season. This weekend always seems like a transition for me. Not that anything really changes in my life between Summer and Fall, but it’s kind of a mental reset and a time to refocus and reenergize for the rest of the year.
Just a couple years ago, I would think of Labor Day (and Memorial Day and the 4th of July for that matter), as a family holiday where people all got together with their massively huge and fun families to have a great time. I remember feeling left out and a little depressed that I never had this big, fun family with whom to celebrate. But now as a single woman in my 40’s, I embrace holidays as a wonderful time to celebrate with friends, a time to do nice things for myself and a time to even take a bit of a rest from my crazy day to day life. I have 72 hours to do whatever the fuck I feel like. No kids. No husband. No responsibilities (except for feeding my cat, which I usually manage to do!)
Last year Labor Day weekend was epic. I flew to New York City and spent the weekend with my exotic, kind, smart and sexy lover. We brunched in Hell’s Kitchen, went to the new Whitney Museum in the Meatpacking District, had some lovely dinners downtown, went to Book of Mormon on Broadway and he gave me more orgasms in 72 hours than I thought was humanly possible. I don’t know if it was the energy of the city or the fact that we hadn’t seen each other in some time, but the weekend was truly epic, even magical and positively unforgettable. I will never, ever forget that weekend. As long as I live.
This year will bring something different. There are tons of options. JazzFest in Millennium Park, boozy brunch with girlfriends, watching the U.S. Open, some time by the pool, a trip to the spa for a manicure and pedicure, an evening at the theater with friends, some time at the Art Institute, a couple long walks by the lake, some time reading outdoors on my balcony, sleeping in and likely a few orgasms – maybe on my own. Maybe with another.
Point is this – I am going to have an amazing weekend. Because I can. Because it’s so amazing to own my life and do what I want to do when I want to do it. Being single and 40-something is fabulous. Cheers to the end of summer! Hope you all have a fantastic Labor Day Weekend!!