Sunday just became a much more enjoyable day for me.
You see, I have worked my full time job and my part time job, both on Sundays, for several months. So I work from about 7:15am to 7:15 pm. Pretty non-stop. Like I drive from one job to another. Usually, I don't even have time to eat.
Recently, I had a schedule change. Now I work my part time job on Fridays, so that means my Sunday afternoons from noon to 5:00pm are free. Five hours to do whatever I want.
I really did not know what to do with myself. I wasn't in a rush. I got home from church around 1:00, and I opened my windows and let the beautiful sunshine inside. I put on a James Taylor mix. If that music doesn't make all things right in the world, I don't know what does. I lit a cinnamon candle. I put on an apron, some gardening gloves, and I worked on my balcony.
I threw out some unfortunately under watered plants that remained from last year. I got some fresh soil, new flowers, and my old faithful flower box, and went to work. I have two trailing purple petunia plants that I put in my box, along with a magenta geranium in the middle. They look very happy on my porch.
Once the work was done, I swept the soil off my balcony, and I made some lemonade. I grabbed some lemon juice, some cane sugar, and some water, and it was heavenly. I grabbed my Super Natural Home book, and read about how great vinegar/water (which I already use) and a hydrogen peroxide mix are at disinfecting and cleaning. (Sidenote: Did you know that using those cleaners right after each other is more effective at disinfecting than using conventional cleaners laden with harsh chemicals? Not to mention MUCH cheaper! Also, when people think their house smells like lemons, unless they are actually using lemons, they are smelling some sort of chemical concoction that is probably not good to be inhaled! Who knew? Moving on from that soapbox....)
I sat on the porch in the sun. Miguel sat in my lap as I read, and Melvin entertained himself on the porch with his toys. I also talked leisurely with some neighbors who are moving back to Minnesota, which is sad, since they were so sweet. Plus, I loved hearing them talk - what a great accent. So, pretty much, it was like I was on the Andy Griffith show, chatting with neighbors, and not even via Facebook. (-:
I was able to relax, clean my porch, clean my living room, and even read, and I had plenty of time to spare. Isn't it great to have a few hours with nothing planned?
Sunday is definitely a day to which I am going to look forward from now on.
What do you do on your day of rest?