Being Lazy Together

This morning, I woke up more tired than usual. I had a list of twenty-one items to accomplish before the end of today. Most of them are self-inflicted chores but they were what needed to get done for me to start my week in a happy mood. As soon as I woke up, I knew this was one of those days where the list would get ignored and I would experience a depressing Sunday night, knowing I was way behind schedule. I decided starting the day in bed might put me in a better mood.

We start every Sunday morning reading the New York Times. This morning was no exception. I read the entire paper cover to cover and several magazine articles that I had printed throughout the week. After there was absolutely nothing left to read, I decided to take a long shower, hoping that would help me wake up. It didn’t. So we went out to lunch to get some fresh air. That didn’t help either. We then came back home and I went back to bed while Jake sat on the bed, working and watching football. It’s now almost 7pm and I am still sleepy and my list is sitting untouched which is, as I predicted, making my Sunday night quite sad.

Despite the misery of not having accomplished much, my favorite part of today was getting to lie in bed with my husband. Since we both tend to like accomplishing things, we rarely stop and be lazy together. Today, we spent hours in bed, lying together, hugging, reading the paper, and watching TV. It might have not helped me cross off items off my list but it was a ton of fun.