Sunday Fun Day?

What is a Sunday actually? One day of the week that we are supposed to be able to relax on, right? Nap. Maybe do a bit of laundry for the work week. Nap. Eat. Nap. Shower. Pet the fur babies. Nap. Go to the store. Nap. Binge watch Netflix. And did I mention nap? I don't know about your house, but mine never goes that way. 

Not that I have a difficult life by any means. Terry is always asking me to take it easy and not push myself. But is it considered pushing yourself if you write? What if you eat? Throw laundry in. Take laundry out. Fold laundry. Put it away if it's lucky. Today it was lucky. I went to the store for items to make dinner. That's always fun. God knows I don't go into businesses enough during the week. Can't I just ignore people and not go around them for one day? One simple day. 

I am going to make it a goal to ensure I do my shopping before the weekend. That way I can have my walrus butt on the couch all weekend. I wouldn't know what to do with myself. As soon as I fall asleep, the husband unit would probably want something he just couldn't find. The fur babies would want loves or food or to go for a walk. Otherwise, in the perfect world, I would probably sleep all day. Just one day. I've never had that chance. Probably wouldn't have the ability to do that either. My mind would be racing about things I need to do.

The complaints are always coming from my mouth, but I work no harder than others. Well, except some people who work at the store I just went to, where the cashier was standing in front of her cash register, mouth agape. She looked so bored. Is there an intently bored stage? Focus was her goal. Focusing on boredom. Been there, done that. 

I did tease her a bit when I put my items on the belt. She rang each one up, without looking up really. It was all done with a droopy face and a definite attitude that she should, would, and could be out by a lake or at home sleeping if this job wasn't in the way. I know how you feel, sister. I know how you feel. You are my people. 

She might have been in the slump I am in. The consistent dredging on of things we need to do but mentally don't want to. You become robotic basically. Physically getting things done while mentally vacationing or sleeping. See? We can multitask. 

While I sound off about all the "trials and tribulations" I go through, I know others who work much harder than I do. I also know that I am blessed and very grateful to even have the ability to work after my fall and to even have a job. Three jobs is a bit greedy, but I take what I can get. 

 I'm actually elated that I can walk again. That's something I will never take for granted for the rest of my time on this rock. They were amazing at piecing my ankle and foot back on my body and did so with style. It's secure or at least I do hope so, and I'm able to walk upright. I am excited and grateful, like I said. 

Yes, I'm going off about mundane happenings in my life. Why? Because I have nothing else to report. We had dinner at home. We watched a couple of episodes of Leverage. Terry and I reread the poems he has written me, being two in number. One written after the first night we met and then again after we had been together for a while. Amazing poetry and definitely heartfelt. I needed to hold back tears once again. 

The two poems are personal and he wants them to remain that way for now. That's fine. I get that and will abide by that request. I would love to shout them out to the world, as I am proud of what he wrote to me. They are beautiful and shows what a wonderful heart my husband has. That's why I will happily keep those poems close to my heart and not put them on display for the world to see. 

Anyway, we went to bed after dinner and the show. That was it. That was our day. I forced myself to stay home and not go out for deliveries today. My body needed it, that's for sure. My foot feels better for it. But it leaves me with no photos worth showing. No words behind ideas were created. Nothing. This has been my day. Actually, my weekend. 

As our day was a relaxed one, with absolutely nothing happening, I will say goodbye to all of you now. No sense in continuing when all I have to say is that it was a regular day, with nothing but breathing going on. As the saying goes, nothing to see here. Move along. 

We do have some concerts coming up this week and will be attending those. However, this is the end of this week. Take care readers. We will see you soon, hopefully. Another week flashes by in our lives, leaving memories galore, but less time together in this life. Make the most of what you've got!

Until next post ...