Day 329 of 365 Days of Silver ~~ Grateful—At Least For Now—That My Work Schedule Has Been Messed With

“Life is so generous a giver but we, judging its gifts by their covering, cast them away as ugly or heavy or hard. Remove the covering and you will find beneath it a living splendor, woven of love, by wisdom, with power. Welcome it, grasp it, and you touch the angel’s hand that brings it to you. Everything we call a trial or a sorrow or a duty, believe me that angel’s hand is there, and the wonder of an overshadowing presence. Life is so full of meaning and purpose, so full of beauty beneath its covering, that you will find earth but cloaks your heaven. Courage then to claim, that is all.”
~~ Fra Giovanni

Finding the silver lining…. Or as the motto shows on this blog says, “finding the good things, every day.”

I have today off. I have tomorrow off. I have the day after tomorrow off. And the day after that….

For nearly every Thanksgiving for the last decade I’ve had to work. They are a 365 days a year, 24 hours a day operation. They insist that they have to be open on holidays, even Thanksgiving and Christmas. It’s “vital.”

Even though none of our profuse clients are open on those days….

They tell us on Thanksgiving Day that they’ll let us go home early…but they rarely do.

They say, “Hey! We’re providing a free Thanksgiving dinner! See! You aren’t missing anything!”

I guess family isn’t “anything.”

Not to them.

Because to them we aren’t human beings. We are nothing but cogs in the wheels of their machinery kicking out product.

Except on holidays we’re hardly kicking out any product. Many a year we’ve sat around with almost nothing to do…but we can’t go home!

Oh. And this free meal? It was so bad last year that I couldn’t eat it. I got sick. The turkey was so dry it was like cardboard. The stuffing dry. The beans soupy. There was no dessert.

“Boy, Ben! You are so negative! Can’t you be happy with anything?”

It was all I could do not to laugh in my supervisor’s face. The supervisor, along with every single other supervisor and member of management, were home with their families on Thanksgiving. And I am betting—and this could be terrible to say—that all those people—members of management and supervisors—are going to be taking their day and their dinners and their families completely for granted.

But this blog really is about the positive.

And I certainly have something to be so positive about I’m fighting the tears.

I woke up this morning in a big bed with my husband (I still can’t get over that word) and out two dogs in a big old king sized bed in our lovely home in Brookfield, his hometown. I have heat and food and love (although the temp is so lovely I was barefoot while letting those dogs out. We are having Thanksgiving a day early with his wonderful mom.

Tomorrow is going to be a little weird as I am finally off Thanksgiving Day and we will have celebrated it the day before. Of course that doesn’t prevent us for acknowledging the day and all it is about. So that means two Thanksgivings!

Then, possibly, on Saturday—depending on how my husband feels—we might be celebrating a third time with my extended family (his family). A family that at one time thought fag jokes were pretty funny. But that was before they knew my husband—their grandson and nephew and cousin—was gay. Before they knew I was about to enter their lives.


Today they don’t think fag jokes are so funny.

And amazingly (wonderfully), even though this is a tiny little down in the middle of nowhere (sometimes it’s like another planet) I am a welcomed and loved and accepted part of their family. I get birthday cards and everything.

R’s family often celebrate Thanksgiving on the weekend so the whole family can be there. And sometimes that has meant that I’m there too, sitting at a big table crammed with food and people enjoying family and that huge Thanksgiving meal. R’s mother usually even makes her amazing deviled eggs—just for me (she told me they’re already in the fridge!).

All those blessings! So much to be thankful for.

But to return to what I was saying at the beginning of this—today and tomorrow, instead of having to go to bed early because I would normally have to go to work the next day, I have the days off and I can stay up with my hubby as late as I want, because I won’t have to go to work!

So yes, work has turned my life upside down by changing my schedule. But if they had to do it, this was a pretty wonderful time for them to do so.

So today I am thankful that work messed up my life!

Because this week, I get to spend my life with family, and being truly thankful.

B.G. Thomas

photograph by mariask from morgueFile


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