The Perfect Sunday Morning

Is spent at my favourite coffee shop here in Dallas, complete with a lavender latte, people watching in a funky part of town, and realizing that I’m really, actually, and fully alive. And the baristas said they need to see more of me in the shop. Win! My boyfriend’s moving in later today and I’m ecstatically nervous. It’s a big step for me and I can’t wait to see what kinds of adventures we get in together, now that we’re no longer long distance. It’s going to be fantastic. Plus we’re going to the Indy 500 for memorial day weekend up in Indiana with my brother and I could not be more ecstatic. I mean, car racing, music, and people watching with two of the most important men in my life? Who could want more?

Back to Sunday morning. I think i realized I loved them after I heard that song by The Commodores called “Easy Like Sunday morning”. Growing up, Sundays were never the bane of anyone’s existence. They were just our day to have salmon, bagels, and get ready for the upcoming week. It was a day of thanks and preparation. And I never really had the fear of “Oh sh*t, monday’s tomorrow!”. Sunday was my prep day to get back into a working state of mind.

And now that I’m in my mid twenties, I realize the importance of really having one day a week to really get back to yourself and get back to relaxation. So here is what the ideal Sunday looks like for me.

 

Coffee at Oak Lawn Coffee

Brunch. Brunch. Brunch.

Home for some tea, Netflix, and writing.

 

Nothing major or even all that strenuous but it’s a wonderful way to spend a Sunday. What are your ways to prep for an upcoming week?

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