Great coffee in the morning at our favorite pastry shop with a brioche in our hands. Being lazy in front of a nice animation, preferably with penguins or cats, then after a nice lunch, fun, games and rolling in bed. That’s how most of our Sundays look like and that’s exactly how this Sunday looks like.
The moody weather doesn’t help me much with my plans of taking a nice stroll downtown with Ephia, later this evening. Plan B isn’t bad either. Drawing lines with the chalk on the blackboard, reading stories, making up roles for the puppets to play. But there is something about Sundays that freaks me out. They remind me that a new week is about to start and sometimes Sundays judge me for not managing better the week that has past. I smile back, turn my gaze into the notebook and promise I’ll be better next week. I never am… :).
As you can see, I have a weird relationship with the weekend days. Actually I think I have a weird relationship with all days of the week. They all mean something for me and they all have some kind of connection with my thoughts and actions. For instance Mondays I could never go out and have fun for some reason, Tuesdays I can’t do anything but work, Wednesdays are fun time and inventing new games, stories, ideas, Thursdays are always productive one way or the other and Fridays, well I think I mentioned that Friday nights hate me and keep me awake, but usually this is the day when I breath the most.
So this is it, a new beginning of the week, new plans and lots and lots of hugs from Ephia no matter what day of the week is. Have a nice Sunday everyone and a wonderful week.
