It’s almost here! It’s almost here!
Here in the US, the first weekend in September is Labor Day Weekend. It traditionally marks the end of “tourist season” and summer in general, as schools of all sorts resume classes (despite there still being an ongoing pandemic for which masking and air quality issues have just been yeeted into space) and the northern hemisphere prepares for the coming autumn and winter.
Though the “official” end of summer isn’t until September 21st, Labor Day Weekend is the last hurrah for most tourists and snowbirds. People rush to destination spots, getting in one last trip (or maybe the only trip they’ve taken all year) before being corralled back into daily life at home. Various retail outlets have “end of season” sales (loads of local businesses cut their hours after Labor Day as well) which they also flock to, either for early Christmas gifts or stocking up on favorite things (like tea) to get them through the winter.
As much as I look forward to September, I am not a fan of Labor Day Weekend these days. (Twenty years ago you would have found me at Dragon*Con, but I am old and broken these days, and leave the travel and cosplay to others more able-bodied than I. If you’re headed there this weekend, please wear a mask and practice good social distancing and hygiene. They acknowledge attendance carries a risk of death. See Article 20 of their Policy.)
We are still dealing with pandemic from Covid-19 and its variants. You agree to abide by any Convention Covid-19 protocols, which may change, even if you disagree with these protocols. You understand that there the Convention will have thousands of people who will be indoors, and very near each other, and you. You will risk contracting Covid-19 or a variant while you travel to or from the Convention, and throughout the Convention. Under Georgia law, Dragon Con and its personnel are not liable to you or anyone else for an illness, injury, or death that may occur, wholly or even in part, from Covid-19 or a variant. You assume the risk of any illness, injury, or death from contracting Covid-19 or a variant during the Convention, including traveling to or from the Convention, entering any of the Hotels, or participating in Convention activities.
I mean…that’s certainly a way to say “at your own risk.”
As for me, it’s tidying and tea. I talked last time about my usual fall nesting kicking in early this year, and with the help of an awesome friend (you may know her as “The Real Robin” from the Stranger Things series) that’s happening little by little.
As is tradition for Labor Day Weekend on the Oregon Coast, the rains have started, because that’s what happens here this time of year.
My little black heart is warmed by the rain on the herds of tourists flocking to the beach for one last hurrah.
Welcome, September. I’ve missed you so much.