I love our Sundays. We never really schedule anything beyond going to church (and we're now going to the later service so we can sleep in and have a slow morning before heading about the door by 10 o'clock). Sunday afternoons usually involve getting on our pjs as early as possible and just sort of doing nothing. Toben watches some football, I finished a hat I've been knitting for Toben (it was going to be a surprise, but he showed up someplace unexpectedly and saw it!), the girls and I watched Funny Face with Audrey Hepburn and Fred Astaire.
Mom and Dad came over earlier today--for a big batch of Uncle Roger's Meatball Minestrone (it's posted somewhere around here under "cooking") and Impossible Pie. Nothing fancy, but so nice to sit around the table and visit for a while before they headed home to do nothing too.
If we can help it we NEVER schedule anything for Sunday evenings;Sundays give us a chance to breathe deep--to take a deep breath--to get ready for the week ahead.
And this upcoming week is full--it's a Scout week (Brownies tomorrow and Juniors on Wednesday), plus a bunch of writing to get done, Bible study as usual, a few unexpected meetings, and a trip to Phoenix for Toben and me at the end of the week. I still have some downtime scheduled in there and need to guard it carefully. It's all too easy to fill it with things and end up tired and out of kilter.