It seems that I owe you an apology.
I mean, here you are, waiting on tenterhooks for nearly a week to find out what time we finished putting up our succah on Motzai Yom Kippur, and yet I STILL haven’t said a word on the subject.
The thing is that I’ve been embarrassed.
After all, most years – thanks to the combined efforts of the amazing Shiputzim kids as well as various and sundry honorary members of the family, who graciously stick around after Yom Kippur and lend a hand – the work is done by 9:00 PM.
This year, however, our succah wasn’t up until… well, until 10:00 PM. {hangs head in shame}
But the truth is that it’s not our fault.
No, in this case, the blame goes to the country’s legislative and executive powers-that-be.
You see, not content with making both of last week’s fasts that much more difficult, these illustrious politicians also felt the need to mess with the annual “Who Can Get Their Succah Up First” competition.
Apparently, they hoped that by waiting to change the clocks until October, they would somehow burnish their cosmopolitan, citizens-of-the-world reputations.
One can easily picture the scene.
Channeling their inner Wile E. Coyote, they gleefully rub their collective hands and then gingerly open a large crate labeled:
“Acme Kit for Enacting Insufficiently-Thought-Out Laws.
Guaranteed to have unintended consequences, or your money back!”
Because not ones to let past experience get in the way of future expectations, they’re certain that THIS time they’ve finally figured out a way to nab the Road Runner and “prove” that we’re just like any other country on the planet.
“Now the world will finally love us!” they exult as they give each other high-fives. “After all, we’re going to put our clocks back on the very. same. day. AS GREECE…”
!שבת שלום ומועדים לשמחה
May you and your families have a wonderful and joyous Succot!
P.S. Have you seen our succah on wheels? If you missed it, here are some exterior and interior views.
