plough monday
she walks in beauty like the night
Little did I know of the unconscious force behind my modivation to return to the jobsearch.
The first Monday after Epiphany (January 6) was the day for the menfolk to return to work after the holidays -- although no work was actually done on this day. Dressed in clean white smocks decorated with ribbons, the men dragged a plow (plough) through the village and collected money for the “plow light” that was kept burning in the church all year. Often men from several farms joined together to pull the plow through all their villages. They sang and danced their way from village to village to the accompaniment of music. In the evening, each farmer provided a Plough Monday supper for his workers, with plentiful beef and ale for all.
I don't have work tomorrow and was planning on getting back to the grindstone on it.
I'm so not happy about my current job. I want something with purpose. I want a reason to go to work, that I fell is worthwhile, that I'm doing something useful.