Let it all go. See what stays.
The tag was attached to a new pair of jeans. It wasn’t noticeable the day of purchase, but it spoke up weeks later as I slipped them on.
Is it really referring to denim?
To finish this year victoriously, we gotta keep it slow and steady. As the busiest time of year approaches, be aware of time spent.
Make sure you’re on the care list.
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Sunday’s are for wearing what I want.
November calls for layers. Jeans with holes worn in them. Chenille house shoes trimmed in fur with real soles to step outside if needed. I’m pretty sure nothing I have on matches, but it feels good, like a Sunday.
Our favorite blankets folded and ready for the taking on a nearby ottoman. Soft lighting and a few more candles lit than normal. The decanter is filled with hot cocoa, alongside giant marshmallows for roasting. November looks good on you Sunday.
Pretty much love these memes.
Here’s to you and having that Sunday feel.
My camera roll reflects my life. The caption for this photo would read, “Happy Sunday. It’s ‘be good to you’ day. Which should be everyday, but it’s a little bit sweeter on a Sunday.”
It’s how this day began.
Sunday has rapidly become my favorite day of the week. What I do today and the care I take, sets the stage for tomorrow. There are no plans for today and no ‘to do’ list that needs checking off. The list will be looked at tonight.
This meme by SC Lourie watered my heart and describes this Sunday feeling spot on.
It reminded me of the quote, “Enjoy where you are on the way to where you’re going.” My hope is no matter what you do today, enjoy it.
Have yourself a peaceful Sunday.
I just made my second Chemex.
The first one was shared with my daughter.
She is the Queen of Chemex, so it makes me a little nervous when I hand her one that I make. This morning as I was making it, thoughts of her and how happy she is right now were floating through my mind. Her love from England is here, so her world feels complete today.
In a sense it was made with love.
She cradled the cup in both hands, took a sip and closed her eyes to savor the moment. Was it up to her standards? I waited for her response.
She released a smile and said, “That is a perfect Chemex.” Day complete before 11:00 am.
Sunday has an ease about it. It’s a small luxury to sit in the middle of an unmade bed without any rush to make it up. There is no rush today.
I have two laptops. One for business and one for personal. I enjoy typing blog posts on the business laptop. The keys are raised and feel good as I type. I’m sitting in the middle of my unmade bed with a candle lit and a cup from the Chemex.
There is natural light from the windows.
I’ve said no to friends today that wished to include me in their plans. I thought about going to the grocery store, but there’s food in the fridge.
It’s Sunday and it’s a chill day.
I’ve had the stereo on everyday since my daughter’s been gone. At first it was for extra sound. Then I began to feel God’s love through the music.
This song says, there’s never been a moment that I was not loved by Him, but it doesn’t always seem that way. My daughter is on a very long and full flight home today, but she made the comment, “I feel so alone.” I know she’s not, and I pray that God will place someone in her path to bring her comfort.
So where could I go that I could wander from your sight
And where could I run and never leave behind
Your all consuming
Heart pursuing
Grace extending
Never ending love
Your love
There’s never been a moment, no
We might lose sight of Him, but He never loses sight of us. I hope you can feel His love in the music.
Enjoy your Sunday beautiful souls.
Much love to you! ~ Barb xx
I’m not used to feeling this relaxed in the middle of the day!
My daughter just looked at me feeling all chill. My limbs are still feeling the stretches done on the mat this morning. My posture is on point, and I’m cradled in contentment.
I fell in love with the practice of Yoga a few years ago.
It was not something I would have done if my daughter was little, but the first time we went to a Yoga class, she was a teenager. Being a single Mom, sometimes the only way to do something you want to do, is to take that child with you!
It’s good for them, and you. They get to see what makes your heart happy, even if it bores them to tears. They should want a Mom that takes care of herself, so she can take better care of them. At this moment, my daughter could ask for anything, and within reason, she would probably get it. (Except a puppy) I’m that freakin’ chill!
This class is only available Sunday mornings, and the Yoga studio is right down the street. I’ve tried doing online Yoga, but I’m sorry, it doesn’t compare to an actual class. The vibe from being in the studio, with an instructor, and the other participants is rejuvenating, and healing within itself.
The class is called Chillville for a reason. It’s an hour and a half long, and you hold a pose for several minutes, sinking into the mat, watching your thoughts float by, until you’re completely present. The first time I took this class, I was so fidgety, I was ready to leave about halfway through!
My body couldn’t be still because my mind was racing.
It was the most challenging Yoga class I’ve ever taken.
To stretch and hold the pose. Today, my mind eventually slowed down, and became in sync with my body! It took time, but I could feel myself becoming one with the mat. It was a magical moment, and I’m hooked on this class.
It’s was the best money I’ve spent in a very long time.
If you’re a single Mom, you look at every dollar before spending it. This class is the longest, and most expensive class the studio offers. It’s $13.00. The other classes during the week, are half that much. Do you invest in yourself?
My daughter was home this weekend, and not at her Dad’s. I invited her to come to the class with me, but she said, “Mom, that’s your thing, and you should go.” She chose to sleep in, and then planned to go to her fave coffee shop with her new book. We both did something good for ourselves, but the day is half over, and I’m still in Chillville.
