Gray Sunday

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I am sitting at my little desk with a big cup of tea, one little light, and gray drizzle outside.

I like gray Sundays, they make me happy (yes, very Eeyore-ish I know...that's probably why he was my favorite). I like having that one rest day where it's okay if I don't rush out to do something, or one day where I can just drink endless glasses of red wine with smelly, disgusting cheese (that's my wannabe French side coming out- though, this can be an "any day of the week" activity), while watching bride shows on TV (okay I know, I can't help it, I'm getting married dammit!).

Sundays are the only day of the week when I sit down and become very introspective, which is amazing since I constantly operate at a high-frequency level where I practically vibrate from energy and stress. I don't know what it is about a Sunday, it just seems to lend itself to calming, lazy moments. It's like I did 8 days of an intensive yoga/detox program (speaking of yoga, I need to get back into it. I used to do it 6 days out of the week. I don't know what happened. Probably life and the realization that I was spending a ridiculous amount of money going to a really expensive place and thinking it was absolutely necessary, hmmm) and now I feel great.

So, I'm going to finish up a tiny bit of work, and preparing to snuggle in bed and watch a few episodes of this show.

Happy Sunday, friends!