President’s Day is one of those weird holidays. The kind in which you walk out of the break room only to realize the unit is oddly calm – like a Sunday morning. Far fewer people are bustling around, scheduled procedures are minimal, and colleagues seem more relaxed.

“Is it a holiday, or something?” Yes, yes it is, and the day goes on at a holiday pace (hopefully).

Now that I am no longer in direct care, President’s Day is one of my paid holidays off. It’s still weird to me, though. I feel like I should be at work. Oh, well. Thankful for today’s “holiday pace.” Tomorrow may be a completely different story.

Happy President’s Day!