The word of the day for September 4, 2007 is "labor" — noun 1 a : expenditure of physical or mental effort especially when difficult or compulsory. b (1) : human activity that provides the goods or services in an economy. (2) : the services performed by workers for wages as distinguished from those rendered by entrepreneurs for profits. c : the physical activities (as dilation of the cervix and contraction of the uterus) involved in giving birth; also : the period of such labor. 2 : an act or process requiring labor : TASK. 3 : a product of labor.
Yesterday was Labor Day, the end of a three-day weekend for me. Lloyd and I went to Omaha on Saturday, where we watched his football team win their first game of the season. The score was decidedly uneven: 52 to 10. I depend on Lloyd to start grumbling any time now as to how it is unfair for the coach to schedule easy teams for the first few games as it gives the players a false sense of security before they have to play really tough teams.
After we got back on Sunday afternoon, we did very little. However, Monday morning, while Lloyd caught up on his sleep, I cleaned the kitchen counters and scrubbed the walls and appliances. In the afternoon, I cleaned off the counter in the bathroom and used heavy-duty chemicals on the tub, basin and commode. I didn't get to the floor, but as that will involve stripping the wax, I'm holding off until next week. This all has to be done before Tim and Amelia come to visit before Cybil's wedding, as I don't want the house to reek of pine and lemon when they get here.
Our quote for the day is from Victor Hugo (1802 - 1885):
A man is not idle because he is absorbed in thought. There is a visible labor and
there is an invisible labor.
;^) Jan
