September
About a million years ago (who me, exaggerate?) I owned a computer store. And I noticed that year after year the store’s busiest months would be September and January. You would think December would be busy for a retail store. But not for us, our primary clients were businesses and from what we saw businesses make decisions to spend gobs of money on computers in January and in September.
For the last (What year is it? Oh yeah.) 12 years I’ve been getting paid to make 1’s and 0’s look good in a web browser…and in that time I’ve noticed that my web design clients have the same “buying” pattern that my computer store clients had. My busiest months are always January and September.
It makes sense. People get done with the end of year holidays and think “I need to finally update that web site.” And they do the same at the end of their summer vacation. September is a time to get down to business.
But then when you live in Cancun September takes on another meaning. Here September jokingly gets called “Septihambre” which is a running together of the Spanish “Septiembre” (September) and the Spanish word for hunger which is “hambre.” The reason for Septihambre is that this is the slowest season here. The tourists do not come. The normally-full planes come with 10 or 20 or 30 passengers in them. The hotels are empty. The restaurants are empty. And so all those people here who live paycheck to paycheck and depend on tourism to keep them in the black end up suffering.
We get more crime in September here. People here are hesitant to travel in September because they figure their houses will be more likely to be broken into in September.
The other thing that happens in my house in September is that my husband’s job gets much more relaxed. Instead of needing to work 14 or more hours a day he is suddenly getting out early and is working many fewer hours. He is a bureaucrat so he gets paid the same whether he works a 24-hour shift (as occasionally happens) or a 6-hour shift. But what this really means is that he’s home a lot more in September, home bugging me (sometimes) and home distracting me (usually).
So while I’m running from one end of the day to the other, while I’m struggling to keep up with all the details of my business, while I’m rushing here and there, while I barely have time to eat or sleep or take a run, my husband is just hanging out.
Like right now…right now he’s here in the office hanging out in the hammock (along with the dog, who loves the hammock) blathering on to me about something or other. Good thing I’m not actually working right now.
September 4th, 2008 05:56
I feel your pain, except your hubbie only sits in the hammock for one month….mine for five months!!! I better get started on his “honey do” list before December!!
September 4th, 2008 12:40
If you listen closely I believe he’s asking you to get him a beer. :o)
September 4th, 2008 12:48
Daniel – You are so right! In fact I don’t need to listen, he makes hand signals…
Trixie – I’m with you on that…I’ve sent him off today to do banking and also research a couple of things for me…so he’s out of the hammock for a while anyway…
September 5th, 2008 20:36
This is not meant to be a wisecrack but ……
you always can me the hsmmock to another room
Joe
September 5th, 2008 20:38
Also I can always learn to spell h a m m c o k
September 5th, 2008 20:40
phew h a m mo c k whatever
September 10th, 2008 20:50
awwww. that’s a cute picture you’ve painted.
September 11th, 2008 17:07
I was at the INM office on Nadar on Tuesday. That place is a madhouse! They definately need some help with organization over there. Last year it was so friendly, this year they are so hectic with so many people wanting service that they are actually a bit scary! Maybe A could volunteer to help them out? LOL!
September 16th, 2008 09:18
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October 15th, 2008 17:48
You need a better and hard working new husband.