I just spent a helluva a long morning in bed even though I was awake early, then did some yoga before breakfast and a piping hot shower. Now I feel like I still have a whole fabulous day to enjoy doing exactly what I want.
In my other life I used to dread Sundays. I would read my book to take my mind off the imminent boredom right up until we got to the hall doors and then 2 hours of monotony would follow - the sickening nerves of making myself answer up, often choking mid sentence because I was so nervous, but worse was to come. We'd rush home have a quick lunch and then pack our bags for the ministry and then it would be 2 hours of doing presentations to disgusted and annoyed householders. If we were lucky it would be bad weather so we could go and do return visits out in the country with an hours drive in between, but that was the best we could hope for.
What were your Sundays like before - feel free to say if you enjoyed them as a witness - not everyone's experiences are the same ? And What do you like about your Sundays now?