The day the clocks turn back and all of a sudden it's dark at 4. That's a sad day.
And the shortest day of the year. The winter solstice. Mom's least favorite day. That's a sad one, too.
But for me? My least favorite day of the year is The Day Big Cacti Comes Inside.
Yes, he has a family and young kids, yes, he's super busy. Yes, it's true. But twice a year we need him, and twice a year he delivers.
It's a sad day, but it's a happy sad day, because we get to see Bruce, and his lovely girl, and their adorable kids.
It's the happiest saddest day ever. . . .