You typically get the whole day off on a holiday. You can stay up late the night before and sleep in the next morning if your schedule allows for it. The celebrations that occur between bedtimes enable you to enjoy the company of family, friends, good food, and possibly gift-giving. For at least one day, we can escape into fellowship, nostalgia, and festivities.
I wonder about the in-between during the holidays. The morning hours on the Fourth of July. The later hours of Christmas after all the presents have been open. The twilight hours on Thanksgiving after the leftovers have been put away and everyone idly shuffles around, wondering what to do with themselves in the evening.
Slovenly activities seem so excusable in these unaccounted hours. Television marathons and video games and napping and aimless chit-chat dominate the unplanned void. Any other day, we would ride ourselves incessantly for such sloth-like decisions, but on holidays, anything seems to go. We need something to do in between waiting for relatives, waiting for it to get dark, or just...waiting.
I enjoy this downtime. It enables me, personally, to think about being a year older, what football teams suck, why multiple HBO channels show the same movie (seriously, Spanish-speaking people really want to see Alvin and the Chipmunks on HBO Latin?), and how each and every family celebrates the holidays differently. My downtime is not the same as anyone else's.
Not much else to this, just taking my personal aftermath to lay down some printed words on the subject.
Did you read this on your downtime?
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