the evening before
Aren’t Sunday evenings odd?
They are melancholy, a reminder that the weekend always ends too soon.
They are refreshing, knowing a brand new week is ahead with wonderful possibilities.
They are pressured, ensuring everything’s ready for the coming week.
They are reflective, remembering all the blessings we have.
Despite it all, I love them. I love Sunday evenings almost more than any night. There’s an unusual mix of nerve/unknown for the coming week and the final hours of relaxation. I feel free from the past week’s stresses and have a renewed resolve for tackling what’s ahead.
Our typical Sunday evening consists of a grand, home-cooked meal paired with a good wine. The apartment is clean from my Saturday flurry of chores. Puppy worn out from weekend activities. Fridge full. Clothes washed. Bed made.
And of course, the best television is on Sunday nights. Of late, we’ve had The Walking Dead and Revenge to distract our minds from the impending Monday morning. Or sometimes we like a really good movie to keep us entertained.
So this Sunday evening, I encourage you to focus on the positives, not the tomorrows. Enjoy the relaxing time you have with your loved ones.
Did you feel this way about Sunday night when you were in college or just after you entered the working class?
April 22, 2013 at 10:41 am
P.S. I wore those pink foam rollers to bed at night. The dog looks cuter!
April 22, 2013 at 10:42 am