Groundhog’s Day used to be my favorite holiday. You don’t have to buy presents and you don’t have to cook.
This year was different though. I was at work on February 2nd before the groundhog even woke up. Yet he was the one with an entire square devoted to him on the calendar? And then we’re supposed to applaud him for going back to bed? Hail to him as the chief expert on nature? The varmint can’t even stand up to his own shadow!
Then came Valentine’s Day. I’m single and apparently 25 is the cut-off age for my dad to send sympathy flowers so we’re skipping this one.
Mardi Gras and Presidents Day are selective holidays - only those employed in New Orleans or by the government were eligible for celebration. SKIP!
So I can’t help but question why the one day this month that gives something of incomparable value to everyone - no matter their job, region, relationship status, or species - goes completely ignored? This valuable something is the one thing we all need more of. The one thing we can never have enough of. And this Friday, we get it - TIME! An entire extra day!
Is the Leap Year not reason to rejoice? Think about it. How could you spend an extra 24 hours!? What will you do with this precious time that comes only once every four years!?
Okay, so maybe we’ll all wind up doing exactly what we do every other day of the year. Hey - that’s a whole lot more than the groundhog can say of his day. So take a minute - you’ve got an extra 1440 this year - and celebrate to yourself! As with most holidays, it’s the thought that counts anyway, right?