So, this is what a lazy sunday looks like. After about two years running flat out, working seven days a week, I am reacquainting myself to what a day at home with no outside commitments and demands looks and feels like. A day to wake up without any rush to get ready for the day. A day to laze under a warm-cozy down comforter over a cup of perfectly brewed coffee and a contentedly purring cat. A day to read a little, knit a little, snooze a little, and do nothing really.  A day with no to-do list pasted on the fridge, but a day let imagination take wings or not, a day to simply unfurl.

I haven't had a day like this for just about two years. Don't get me wrong I have had time off from all my work commitments, but they are were spent on commitments to family or friends or something else. Looking back I have taken some odd weeks of time away from work to meet up with family, but due to shortened visits, everyone is clamoring for your attention, and by and by it becomes hectic. Funnily, visitations are more hectic than simply working you a** off on a routine.

I must say, I could get used to sundays being just this.... do nothing day. I know it is a shortlived fantasy. Before long demands are going to pour in and commitments are going to need fulfilment and sundays are done for. Until that time I am indeed happy to reclaim a day to let the mind wander into unchartered waters with no requirements of any sorts of outcomes.

I write this at the end of the sunday as I wind down with a Sancerre....... yum.