I can remember when stores were not open on Sunday. We really spent the day as a day of rest, forced or not, as we could not go shopping or other things.
Yesterday, I did not feel well. I was not running a fever or coughing. I did not have a sore throat. I just felt “off.” I went to church with the “little boys.” My children were born boy, boy, girl, girl, boy, boy. So, I have the big boys, the girls and the little boys. Now, the boys are not truly little but they have held that moniker so long it sticks when I am doing things with just those two.
Yesterday was the kids’ father’s birthday. So after church, the “baby” went to do a bike ride with the club for his father’s birthday. The ride was short – a mile from Regina’s house to the Cyber Cafe West where there was a cocoa stop and then back.
I went to bed. I made a mug of tea and went into my room. I grabbed a book I had been trying to get through and read a chapter. I turned on football, something I have watched a lot of in the past but not so much this year, and promptly fell asleep. I slept for two or so hours.
When I woke up, I watched some more football and finished my book. I got up to quickly do the breakfast and lunch dishes and took another nap. I didn’t worry about dinner as the kids were going out with their dad and his girlfriend. I slept some more. The kids left for dinner at 7:30. I watched a movie on television and got ready for bed. I crawled into bed, finished watching The Family Stone and rolled over to sleep. I didn’t wake up to the kids coming in. I didn’t wake up to the 19 year old coming home from the Christmas party he went to. I didn’t wake up to the 25 year old getting ready for work. I woke to my alarm and felt so refreshed.
I am going to plan days like this for once a week – in all reality, they will happen once every two or three or four weeks – in the new year. I am going to have a day of rest more often!