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By Kimberly Field

Sunday morning came early for me today – 5:17am to be exact. I woke and rose without a plan or motivation to do the same old Sunday routine – chores to be specific. Heaps of laundry, bathroom horrors, kitchen catastrophes and a 45-minute pickup everything that’s been flung on the floor for a week hard labor before the vacuuming.

I could get the kids to help with this; however, I was not in the mood for the asking-begging-yelling sing and dance routine that I would normally have to do to reach their cooperation. Also, I didn’t have the gumption or the energy to do it myself. Like I said, no plan – no motivation.

I turned on my computer (high-speed is not really high-speed anymore…word to my internet provider). So while I waited for it to boot up, I washed my face and brushed my teeth. I returned to the computer and checked my email, Face book and Blog site. After I made my bed I sat down on it and grabbed a book I was reading. Two sentences in…I put it back on my night stand. I pulled on a pair of track pants and sweat shirt. Because everyone was still sleeping I grabbed my car keys and went for a drive – escape to be accurate.

Driving around with no destination was a little boring but at least I wasn’t doing any housework. I started to think about how my Sunday mornings use to be like years ago when there wasn’t so many demands and responsibilities. I began to create a full-out fantasy of the perfect Sunday morning.

I would sleep in till 8:00 or 9:00 am (I know it’s early but it’s still sleeping in for me). The coffee machine would have been set the night before so I could wake smelling the aroma. I’d take my coffee, newspaper and book into the living room or out on the patio. Still in my pajamas and wrapped with a blanket I would curl up and enjoy the silence. Light a candle or two and just lounge. I wouldn’t move for a couple of hours. Then for the second half of my morning I would indulge in a huge omelet-type breakfast with fresh fruit on the side and a pot of herbal tea. Turn on a new-release DVD or old black and white movie and lounge some more.

I imagined my Sunday morning till I was driving into my driveway. My extra long day-dream was halted by reality. In order for me to have one of those Sunday mornings again I would have to rent a hotel room. ….hey, now that’s a possibility.?! I think I just made a plan I can get motivated about.

What’s your idea of a perfect Sunday morning?

Be sure and check out Kimberly’s blog, A Step In My Direction.

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