Sunday, January 4, 2015

Hello Sunday. Have I told you lately that I love you?

Why do I love Sundays? They're catch up days. They're autonomous days. I can sleep, eat and get things done on my schedule. Every other day of the week I have to cater to other people and work my schedule around them, but not on Sundays. Last night after returning late from our friends' house we fell asleep in the basement because the wood stove makes it so nice and cozy that it's hard to leave. With the thick dark curtains covering the glass walk-out basement door, it's easier to sleep in past 8 (gasp) since you don't notice the sun for a while. Before my smoothie breakfast at 1 p.m., I rearranged our bedroom, put away all the clean dishes, start a load of laundry, spend 45 minutes on the elliptical while drinking my lime water (organic limes are cheaper than organic lemons and I haven't done a yield comparison yet), and tidy pretty much everywhere, accumulating over 6,000 steps on O's pedometer (because his has yet to find out whether it is me-proof, whereas mine has proven it is not).

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