Thanksgiving weekend is the only time of the year that I go absolutely nowhere. I have all my errands done by Wednesday night and I usually don't start the car up again until Monday morning when it's back to work time.
During this long weekend, the last of the leaves get raked up, all the tools from summer/fall are put in the shed and the snow shovels come out. The yard gets winterized and the Christmas lights go up. In between, a lot of football, turkey sandwiches and beer gets consumed while the car sits in the garage.
“How could the old man be in the store before the 10:00 opening”?
That WM never closes-the sale itself started at ten.