I woke up this morning with a plan. I have school work to do and a team meeting to prep for later this evening but that didn’t mean I couldn’t have fun and explore (kinda) while doing all of that. I was going to drive to Montrose, PA or some other city I’ve never been to yet and hang out in a cafe there, doing work, observing people, and just generally submerging myself in a different atmosphere. But then I reached for my kindle, which has been untouched for some time now, and decided that eating in bed while reading and cuddling with the kitties seemed like a better idea. And so I did.
It’s a couple hours past noon and my bed is still not made because I have been lying there all morning/early afternoon. I’ve ignored my phone, kept away from social media, and just read. It’s the best time for self-reflection. And today’s self-reflection revelation is this: I am a homebody at heart. I may love adventures, socializing, meeting new people, traveling, and just generally being out and about, but what I love most is to stay at home and not talk to anyone. Alas, my stomach is growling at me and adult responsibilities are now calling my name so I cannot stay in bed anymore.
But I will say this, I have discovered my one true love– the one who will always be there for me, the one I always want to come home to no matter how tired I am or how late it is, the one I would choose to spend forever with…
Dearest bed, how I love you!
Oh lazy Sunday, how much I adore you. You are my favorite and always will be. Happy Sunday, everyone!