- Quite Sunday morning
- an afternoon of errands on my own
- curled up reading, watching tv, resting
- home-made nachos
- 2 years and 61 days of making these lists
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Daily 5 - Year 3, Day 61
Today's Daily 5:
What I Love Best About Sunday Mornings
On Sunday mornings, because I camp out at Mom and Dad on weekends, I get the only chance in my whole week to be completely alone in a given space.
Their house empties as they go to church.
I sleep in, and then dress and head upstairs.
There is a recliner waiting for me, or maybe a kitchen.
On Sunday mornings I tend to do one of two things to enjoy my time alone.
I curl up in a comfy black recliner with my laptop and maybe a book or journal, and I catch up on blog reading, and on emails. I maybe watch a little bit of television, or play some music.
OR
I putter in the kitchen, tackling a new recipe, or simply baking something that I really enjoy. If I do this, then I pop in a dvd and laugh as it plays while I cook or bake. (The kitchen is open concept, separated from the living room by an island, so I can watch in the living room while standing in the kitchen.)
But mostly I just love that whichever of these relaxing activities I choose, I'm alone. No one else in the building. The choice of noise vs. silence is mine. The choice of activity vs. stillness is mine. I love that. There is something about that quiet aloneness that feeds my soul in ways that I need. It's truly lovely.
Their house empties as they go to church.
I sleep in, and then dress and head upstairs.
There is a recliner waiting for me, or maybe a kitchen.
On Sunday mornings I tend to do one of two things to enjoy my time alone.
I curl up in a comfy black recliner with my laptop and maybe a book or journal, and I catch up on blog reading, and on emails. I maybe watch a little bit of television, or play some music.
OR
I putter in the kitchen, tackling a new recipe, or simply baking something that I really enjoy. If I do this, then I pop in a dvd and laugh as it plays while I cook or bake. (The kitchen is open concept, separated from the living room by an island, so I can watch in the living room while standing in the kitchen.)
But mostly I just love that whichever of these relaxing activities I choose, I'm alone. No one else in the building. The choice of noise vs. silence is mine. The choice of activity vs. stillness is mine. I love that. There is something about that quiet aloneness that feeds my soul in ways that I need. It's truly lovely.
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