Lazy Sunday...

Sunday morning I woke up at 10:30 am. It wasn’t surprising that I slept that late; I’d been out past 2 am. However, it’s the kind of thing that would normally send me into a tizzy…

“Oh egad, Ana! You stayed out late last night accomplishing nothing, woke up groggy, and half of the day has already passed you by!” The rest of the day would be spent feeling grumpy, irritated, and rushed for the things I still needed to do before Monday.

But I didn’t feel that way on Sunday. Rather my thought was, “Wow, this feels pretty decadent.” And instead of jumping out of bed, I grabbed a few magazines along with my laptop and continued to lounge until noon. Despite this gross indulgence, on Sunday I still managed to walk the dog 3.5 miles, change the sheets and other linens in the house, do four loads of laundry, write a few blog posts, wash the dishes, make deviled eggs and tuna salad, and get some lawyer-work done. It was a perfectly delightful day, and what made it so much better than other days was simply my outlook. It’s really funny how little things can make such a big difference.