Ahh, Sunday. Sunday’s in general don’t bother me. It’s a fine day. Slow and quiet. A day of rest, if you will.
However, there’s one certain part of Sunday that I just really really despise. Sunday morning. I hate Sunday morning. I hate getting up early and I hate ironing and I hate getting everything ready for the day and I hate that when I try to wake up the kiddo and the hubby they just want to stay in bed. (Mostly the hubby.)
I suppose I could do some things on Saturday evening and often I do but it’s still the thought of getting everyone up and ready and in the car in time to get to church. With a stop for coffee of course (I must have my iced coffee).
Hubby has to work today so had to get up and take him to work this morning. That means up even earlier. I’m thinking the kiddo and I may go catch a movie after church. Ice Age maybe. Looks like fun and I think he’ll watch it. (Anyone seen it?)
Maybe, we’ll see. It depends on the weather. I’m hoping for another 80-ish degree day. We don’t have air conditioning in our car anymore. The thing is falling apart bit by bit I think.
Anyway, have a nice Sunday! Get some rest!