I've just been hanging out at home today, the start of a long weekend for most people. But when you are retired, every day is the weekend. You no longer sit at work looking forward to getting off for an extra day. I remember those days. Starting Monday morning, all I did was tell myself "you can make it through this week because you get a long weekend". I dreamed of the day I would never have to do that again.
We never go anywhere on holiday weekends. Too many people everywhere and too many crazy drivers on the highway. I remember one time many years ago, we went to Vegas for the Memorial Day weekend. What a mistake! Going up was not bad but coming home took us 8 hours when it should have only taken about 4 hours.
Ben has to work tomorrow anyway. He works every other Saturday and this is it.