If I had TiVo, I wouldn’t have to debate over sleeping late or waking before 9 to watch CBS Sunday Morning. I like to wake up at 10 or 10:30 on Sundays.
At 10:30 this morning, The Cat was in her usual place on the area rug in my sunroom/office glaring at me because her spot of sunshine was MISSING. And I actually said, “I can’t make the sun come out.”
I love to putter. I listen to the podcast of American Public Media’s Weekend America while I do dishes, wash clothes, put library books for return in a stack by the door, spray the tub and shower with Mr. Clean Extra Power, repot a plant, shake out the duvet, fluff couch pillows…
Sunday afternoon naps are my favorite. I need my beauty sleep.
If it doesn't rain, I might take the bike out for a spin.
The most excitement I want on a Sunday would be something like the season premiere of Family Guy, which is tonight.
(*quote by Joseph Addison, "Sunday clears away the rust of the whole week.")