Sunday is known as funday for a reason.
It is the day of the week to wake up slowly, stretch out, take a long shower.
Pack up your bag full of homework and spend soy cappuccino-fueled hours at a coffee shop
Get a paycheck, baking sheet, and and a box full of oranges from your mom. Eat a generous portion of peanut butter filled pretzels while watching the Daily Show online.
Admire the cloudless sky and mild weather, take a nap, cook (and tupperware) a batch of veggies for the week, go see a movie.
Enjoy all the little things that this day offers. It is beautiful.
The thing I love about mornings is that no matter what they entail, you truly never know how the rest of the day will unfold or where the day’s activities will take you.
You can wake up totally cranky and contemplative, write a snarky blog post, have awful traffic, pay WAY too much for parking because its too cold to walk from the free parking locations, and begin to totally write the whole day off as awful only to find yourself watching hey arnold while participating in an impromptu drinking session.
Not to mention seeing a shitty movie with your pals (Due date..don’t see it hah) and molesting a cardboard cut out of a baby pop singer.
The best way to begin a morning though is never topped by kitty snuggling! Even if they are not yours haha