Sunday was a grey November day. All I wanted to do was curl up on the couch in my sweatpants and watch football. A cup of tea. A cozy blanket. Maybe my knitting, but probably not.
What did I actually do? Brought Boo to karate. Cleaned the kitchen. Ran the dishwasher. Did 6 loads of laundry. Changed the cat's litter. Ran errands. Went for groceries. Fed the family.
I feel like I'm forgetting something.
I did make it back to see most of the fourth quarter of the Bills game, so that's something. But I fear my days of just relaxing on the couch for 12 hours are behind me.
Unless I'm ill. Maybe I should catch the flu? Would anyone look after me? Hmmm.
So, whatever happened to lazy Sundays? Oh right. I became a Mom.
And it's all worth it.