A lazy Sunday?

Every day feels the same to me and dh.
I used to know if it was a Sunday when i woke up,not now i don``t.
So we shop as and when,we don`t do a big shop anymore,which means i spend less and buy as i go along.

It isn't my pen that slips, but my fingers, between carpal tunnel syndrome, which means a number of my fingers are numb and dyspraxia, I make a lot of errors, but providing people's meanings are clear, that is what matters.

Of course Aveline gets credit for the thread, but her name and her OP are at the top of every 'page' on GN so the glory comes in the constant reminding with every new page.

Sunday is a little quieter for me. I still work and am also full-time childcare for DGS, but Sunday is the one day of the week I don't work and mostly, DGS is with mum. So I can have some down time. I usually try to make the most of it by going somewhere. Just to the city centre, normally, which is something I never do when I've got DGS.

Sue you reminded me of the Sundays when we would traipse all 5 children to somewhere of note as they had to report their 'news' on Monday mornings at school.

Most Sunday mornings we go for the papers. A half hour drive. Then we pop in to DDs before driving home A quiet afternoon.
Sometimes, as this coming weekend we might go to an antique fair or something similar . The

Sunday starts with toast and a crossword, shimmies on to batch cooking while listening to the radio. Lunch is often cooked on a Sunday either just for us or with company, then a walk or some gardening. Tea is bread and cheese while watching Countryfile. I do like Sundays. and we deliberately have a different routine to mark the end of one week and the beginning of another.

Then the hurly-burly begins again on Monday!

@M0nica far from being “offended” I merely thought it unfair that Aveline missed out on the deserved recognition for her excellent thread - ideal for a cold Sunday. However if you prefer to take that credit, so be it. As you say, anybody’s pen can slip - perhaps that was why you refer to Harris as he despite a clear reference to hubby and myself

Alygran that’s a fabulous thing to have created. ❤️

Sundays can be an emotional day, for many of the reasons outlined here. For some, it’s about their faith and the community that involves. It can be about family or about girding one’s loins for the next week of work or it means loneliness and 24 hours to get through until normal life resumes.

Ours have changed over the years from when we were first married and working and Sunday was our day to go off someplace new, visit a beach or a castle or something. That continued to some degree when we first had children but then Dh started to work away from home a lot so Saturday became our ‘going out’ day and Sunday was for doing things at home with the children, homework and so on. They were often long days when I was home alone with three or four children and I’d be glad when bedtime came.

In recent years we have often stayed at home on Sundays partly because going anywhere, it’s often very busy and we can go in the week instead. I don’t really like food shopping at weekends but today we went out with our dd and one of the GC to two new shops, Home Bargains and a grocery shop, not for a normal shop but for little extras.

MawtheMerrier, all of us, at times have slips of the pen, typing and mind, we know what we mean, it is just what we put down is something else. The post which offended you was just 2 down from my post, so, in context, it was clear what the poster meant, whatever was written.

None of us is perfect.

Oh and at some point the dog needs her walk but, like the fetching and taking dm that usually falls to DH while I cook and load dishwasher ext

Church Sunday morning with DH then he drops me off at home to get lunch started while he goes to collect my dm who is 91. Lunch can be a bit samey as it tends to revolve around either a roast, salmon or mince as mother is by no means adventurous with her food. No matter ...we only do this once a week and choose what we like the other 6 days. After lunch we find something on TV she would like and watch with her. At the moment it's the Crown. She watches 2 episodes then DH takes her home. Coffee and cake about 6.00 then maybe a glass of wine watching Call the Midwife followed by Happy Valley. Like others we really appreciate being retired and not having the dreaded Sunday night work tomorrow feeling. Especially in Winter. I liked my job .. but not the cold early starts followed by a long drive on a busy road.

Alygran

My Sundays are often as Maw describes. Last summer I would sometimes bump into people out walking alone on Sunday to just fill in some time. So after reading the idea somewhere I set up a Sunday Lunch Club for people alone. We meet once a month in the village pub for a roast dinner, some chat and company. Today there will be 9 of us. It ticked the boxes of a ‘proper dinner’, something I can’t be bothered with just for me, some company and a few hours of the long day not spent alone.
I’m off out shortly for my roast beef!

I like the sound of this.

Am the same as Maw the merrier as on my own after few years of being a widow. Used to go to U3A lunch club but that stopped with Covid few years ago bit of a shame try to have a short walk but quite cold for now

I find Sundays very long, especially when the weather's bad and I don't get far with the dog to break the day up. I'm in my own so there's just me for Sunday lunch, thank goodness for my air fryer which makes it easier now.

Sunday afternoon always feels like downtime. For 21 years I worked every Sunday morning, so the afternoon was a deep sigh of winding down.

Though retired coming up 8 years (early, on health grounds) and living (1 year) in supported living flats (glorious but it's "different"), I still have that same sense of luxuriating in nothingness once lunch is over.

Sunday is my favourite day of the week. Church, followed by coffee in the park with DH and dog. Home then to cook a big roast. Settle down for the rest if the day to watch CTM and a Jane Mcdonald holiday programme. Bed then ready for work the next day.

Sundays are a cut-off day. Late lunch some wine and a read of the papers in front of the log burner. For so many years everything had to be planned around DH who often was on call and could be called at anytime day or night
Mornings are often spent having a walk in the grounds of a large country house, buying a newspaper and having a drink in summer outside of a country pub.
I can understand how this could change for either of us at any time. Then I think I would buy myself something good to eat and go for a walk around the village if I was still living here. I really do appreciate what I've got at the moment.
Whatever the week ahead is bringing always says at least no work tomorrow.

"Snip" - what on earth do you mean
If someone means post why say thread - we all know which is which, don't we?
Perhaps your "snip" is designed to stop me posting- it just might too.

MawtheMerrier, I think Harris27 meant that he liked my post.

I hope your snip hasn't stopped him posting again.

Usually go to one of the AC’s houses to see the GC, (if invited) and after/before, I go to Church. Today, I haven’t been invited
anywhere 😂- they are doing family things I guess. So, it was ‘me time’ today…..coloured my hair, painted my nails etc etc and will go to the evening service. Very, very cold out there, so I may excuse myself 🙏

I love the adopted Sunday dog story Terribull

When I cast my mind back to my childhood, my Sundays were always dominated by going to mass my parents were such staunch catholics. We usually had a roast dinner and then I tended to hang out with my friend who lived round the corner who had an Old English Sheepdog, who was a bit more of an attraction if I'm honest than she was! Probably because we were a dogless family, I really wanted one but my father didn't particularly like them, but he tolerated cats. Anyway apart from walking the dog it was hours of nothing to do before the sinking feeling of "school tomorrow" set in.

Nowadays our Sundays alternate between, every other Sunday our grandchildren come with their father and we have a roast dinner, joined often by several other members of the family. Today it's not their week, so it's just us. Quite blissful though a day of pleasing ourselves, bright and sunny but cold, we did a good walk this morning and then Sundays is my day for a Waitrose shop because I get their offers on my phone and one is a freebee paper so for the past two hours it's been coffees, brunch and procrastinating with the Sunday Times. I've just put a wash on. Later I'll roast a small chicken accompanied by various vegetables including our winter favourite sprouts and roast potatoes of course. This evening with a glass or two of we'll watch half of Vera on tv, catch up with the other half tomorrow, turning over to the compulsive Happy Valley overrides anything Vera is up against, sorry Vera!

Maw - thanks for expressing so well how exhausting Sundays can be. I used to enjoy a long walk with mr i and the dogs. We’d buy the observer (no surprise there) , I’d cook The Big Breakfast, he’d set the table, then start ranting about something in the paper.
In the summer, gardening, chatting, May see friends/family. Often we’d go to the cinema in the afternoon, leaving something cooking.
I woke this morning and the thought of -oh no, another Sunday came unwanted.
I’ve been to church, done some shopping mal/pet shop training with monster pup. I’ll light the fire and read
Sorry for moaning . I’m very lucky and often meet my family for lunch
Alygran - that’s an excellent idea

Alygran

My Sundays are often as Maw describes. Last summer I would sometimes bump into people out walking alone on Sunday to just fill in some time. So after reading the idea somewhere I set up a Sunday Lunch Club for people alone. We meet once a month in the village pub for a roast dinner, some chat and company. Today there will be 9 of us. It ticked the boxes of a ‘proper dinner’, something I can’t be bothered with just for me, some company and a few hours of the long day not spent alone.
I’m off out shortly for my roast beef!

Lovely idea

Those alone who are "people persons" will enjoy!

Well done you.

All days feel the same to me now. I will occasionally organise a Sunday roast for DD and her menfolk, or DS will pop down and visit, but when DH was here, Sunday was for junior football, without fail, rain or shine, home or away for the last eight years. He insisted on dragging himself to one last match last February. He just loved it, and so did I for the chance to get together with the other parents and grandparents and help DD with the refreshment stand when it was her turn. We all got to know each other well. I will go again when the weather gets better, but my heart won’t be in it to the same extent.
Alygran, that’s a brilliant idea - a credit to you!