Ahhh, Sunday.
How I miss you during the week.
I bask in thy pleasurable silence,
Letting the peacefulness seep into my bones.
But just as the winter days are short,
So is my time alone.
No sooner do I begin to enjoy you,
That the first screech is emitted from the bowels of the house.
And as the dogs bark in accompaniment to the cacophony of “STOP IT!!”
I rejoice once more in having had a bit of this day to enjoy.
*No, it doesn’t rhyme, but it’s all about the message!! Enjoy your Sunday!!
October 23rd, 2011 at 11:37 AM
And you, yours.
October 23rd, 2011 at 12:45 PM
Remember those idyllic days when it was just the two of you, and you couldn’t wait to have a baby?
Yeah….
Good times.
Good times.
October 23rd, 2011 at 7:19 PM
Indeed š
October 23rd, 2011 at 7:30 PM
Soon enough you will long to hear those sounds again. I too enjoy some solitude but how I miss my girls being home. Of course, the grandchildren help a lot!
October 24th, 2011 at 11:10 AM
My Sunday, at least after 11am, is actually my Friday due to my work schedule. Which means my Saturday is spent on the day where most of the rest of the world has to go back to work.