“There’s something ‘bout this Sunday,
It’s a most peculiar gray.
Strolling down the avenue
That’s known as A1A.”
Trying to Reason With Hurricane Season by Jimmy Buffet
The sky Sunday morning was decidedly gray, the moisture in the air feeling more like Key West than Arizona as monsoon season storms loom on the southern horizon. It started out as the perfect lazy Sunday.
Early, Judy was in the kitchen, prepping some homemade soup for later this week and a fabulous dinner for this evening. She spent mid-morning in the cool breeze on the patio reading a good book, coffee cup in hand, while Enzo played gently beside her.
I flitted about, doing a few things on my computer, making the bed, then breakfast. Judy and I finished a crossword puzzle together and discussed the week ahead.
We had no plans for the rest of the day. We considered watching a movie, reading a book, listening to music. Our hope was the forecasted rains would come down and storms would roll in. I thought I might finish a project in the garage, or not. That’s the wonderful thing about lazy Sundays … they’re meant to be enjoyed at a leisurely pace. Decisions are based strictly on the needs and wants of the moment.
Somewhere in the afternoon, Enzo curled up between us as Jimmy Buffet belted out a tune in the background, “Sure could use a Bloody Mary, So I stumbled over to Louie’s Backyard.” I struggled with whether to get up and pour myself a drink, or just stay and enjoy the moment.
I am truly grateful for lazy Sundays. They’re the perfect antidote for busy work weeks and weekend chores, helping me recharge for the week ahead.
There’s a whole world out there waiting to be explored. Enjoy the lazy Sundays along life’s journey.
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