My Intuition Blog Experiment: Sunday is the New Monday

It's Week 45, Day 1 of my blog experiment and it's Sunday morning. I want Sunday morning to start feeling like the beginning of a new week. It's a backwards thought. The start of the week usually pops off like a cork with me running furiously to claim a spot at the front of the pack, ahead of the dishes and laundry and chores that need to be done. I have to stay at the front of the race or else, well, the days stop distinguishing themselves and I will fall down in the mess of it all! It's a horrible way to think of the week. I realize that. So, I'm trying to change. 

Sunday is supposed to be a day of rest and reflection. It's not my favorite day. I'm usually happier when it's a bit busy. But, maybe if I make it, in my mind, the first day of the week, I'll feel differently about it. Monday can certainly stand to get pushed back to second-day-of-the-week status. It brings way too many trips, spills and mistakes with it, anyway.

Sunday is also the day of prepared mothers, those who stock the freezer with make-ahead meals and, I imagine, make time to put together scrapbooks and photo albums. I want Sunday to be a family day, a day to catch up on phone calls and read books. A day to play hide-and-seek with the kids and go for long walks or play in the snow. It's a day for fires in the fireplace and hot chocolate. It's a day to think about what was said in church and prepare for the week mentally and spiritually.

I want Sunday to be a day to say, "I'm sorry" for the mistakes I've made during the week. A day to do at least one thing I have on the procrastination list. I don't want to expect too much from it. But, it should be a day to let go and start fresh.

So, that's what I'm going to do today. I'll let you know how it goes.