Normally, my boyfriend and I get pizza every Friday night. It’s tradition. But this past Friday, Scott was out of town, so we didn’t have our weekly pizza night. So when he came home today, we decided to have our pizza night on Sunday instead. Not something incredibly exciting to write about, but it’s one of the small things I remember enjoying from Sunday!
Sundays are days that I love and hate. I love it when I have the day stretched before me, as I’m sipping coffee and relaxing in the morning. Then about 5 o’clock hits, and I realize that I haven’t done nearly as much as I wanted to. I always plan to do so much, but I need to let myself be okay with not always being productive on Sundays. I can spend some time binge-watching t.v. shows and knitting, without feeling guilty.
Today I did start out doing some school work, creating some guided notes for this week, and I graded one of the two sets of essays I had to do before tomorrow. I still have one class of essays left to grade, but I know I’ll get it done before tomorrow.
One of the biggest pieces of advice that fellow teachers gave me when I started this year was to use my weekends for myself. While I try to hold myself to this, I never feel like I can go the full weekend without a little schoolwork. It’s just in my nature.
So here’s to Sunday, one of the best days of the week, even though it doesn’t always seem that way. After my grading, I plan on watching the Oscars and letting myself relax a little. Or at least as much as I can.