I used to hate Sundays, but I guess lots of kids do. Something about dreading another school on the following day always made me unlike Sundays ever since I was kid. Not that I hated school, but you know. It was like the end of a Cadbury bar, you just never want it to end! (oh dear, endless Cadbury bars…)
However, over the last few year, Sunday has become one of my favourite days of the week – you’re still the winner Friday, still going strong buddy.
I usually try to work the most during week days, do extra work on Saturdays and take the Sundays off. Sunday means waking up later, take a bath, pamper myself, have a nice lunch somewhere in the city and also, catch up with my reading.
So later in the afternoon I enjoyed a nice walk along the beach catching the final summer breeze whilst sitting on the sand reading a book (I’m half way through Fan Girl, and it’s a so so – so far).
Having dinner on the sofa whilst watching TV series is always a must on Sunday evenings and on this one we watched the the second episode of Downton Abbey – I loathed the 3rd season so much that I made an ultimatum with Julian Fellowes and said that by the first 3 episodes of season 4 if I wasn’t pleased I would stop watching the show. You only got one more show Mr. Fellowes, and the odds are not quite in your favour to be honest.
Nevertheless, because Sunday is now my frequent relaxing day I might also dedicate a weekly Sunday post to my blog. Keep your fingers crossed!