I love Sundays.

Sundays mean that my week comes to an end but it’s the perfect beginning to what’s to come for the next.  On Sundays I like to take it easy and try to squeeze in personal time if possible.  Because I work so much and because I like to dedicate my Saturdays to spoiling the kids when I’m not working, Sunday is my personal-refuge day to regroup and take it easy.  Ørjan often lets me sleep late and/or take a nap, I often try out new recipes or bake something yummy for us, or I try to catch up on unfinished projects and crafting.  I am also trying to use my Sundays to materialize my goals and resolutions.  Today I feel accomplished and confident.  Today I feel like I’ve crossed many things off my list and I’ve definitely had some quality time with the kids. If only I felt the same way about Mondays.

Today we all slept in, I made Sunday waffles for the kids, and I tried out a new mango-melon smoothie recipe.  As the kids napped away I’ve managed to do a detailed cleaning of the kitchen, washed the floors, and there’s a pot of homemade beefstew on the stove simmering away.  I have a few loads of laundry to toss in, a few lists to write out, and a few letters to start writing, but it’s nothing that is stressing me out because big shock – I have Monday off!  Before the day is over I’d like to start brainstorming ideas and possible menus for Magnus and Sophie’s birthdays but we still have a few weeks yet.

I love days like these.