I’ve got to be honest, on the days leading up to our pre-cana I was less than excited about spending 7 hours listening to what I thought would be bible verses preaching how only marriage between a man and woman is sacred and ideas about natural family planning and contraceptives.
But that really wasn’t the case. At one point, the priest who was leading one discussion brought up a really good point by asking, “Why do we use Sundays to wash the car, go grocery shopping, clean the house, worry about dinner, try to fit in extra hours of work, et cetera?”
God rests on the seventh day – why don’t we?
That idea hit home with me. I’m not really a fan of Sundays because I always feel like I spend the day concerned with what needs to be accomplished before the work week begins at 5:30 the following morning. I feel rushed on Sundays.
It’s not unusual that I’ll set the alarm on Sundays in order to get to the gym first thing. I’ll do laundry and clean. Catch up on homework (during the semester) and spend hours buried in wedding planning. News flash, Colleen: None of these things are relaxing.
So yesterday I took the priest’s words into consideration. I didn’t set an alarm and I slept in until 7:15 – which is a huge deal. I skipped the gym, and Cory and I walked to breakfast. I indulged in a egg and cheese sandwich and an iced coffee, which was so wonderful.
We bought a Sunday paper and looked through sales circulars, which is something we both like to do. And chicken is on sale this week! Oh hell yes.
I blogged, relaxed and made my way over to the pool for an hour or so.
And although the priest considers it work, I went to Giant because I enjoy grocery shopping on Sundays
I even baked some treats to take into the office today – something I’ve been wanting to do since I started there over a month ago.
Cory watched soccer, and I had high hopes of going on a run after the game ended. While we did in fact lace up our shoes and started trotting along, about 60 seconds into the run, our conversation went like this:
Me: I’m so not feeling this.
Cory: Oh my God, me either. What a stupid idea.
Fail. Sort of. We walked back home (all 100 feet) and started the most epic unpacking spree known to man. I’m happy to report that our apartment no longer looks like a storage unit! It looks like a home!!
I got so much accomplished yesterday – and I didn’t feel rushed for one minute. I feel relaxed and ready to go this morning and I was able to get 40 minutes of cardio under my belt before 7 AM. I think I’m going to try this laid back Sunday idea more often
Have a happy and healthy Monday, friends!
Let’s chat – Is Sunday your day of of rest, or is it you’re get-things-done kind of day?