As I've mentioned, and sometimes lamented, everything is closed on Sundays in Munich. Everything productive, anyways. There are some cafes, a few restaurants and, of course, beer gardens, all ready to go. But you're not going to get any errands run during the latter half of your weekend. In a few months, I'll be back to the US, and I know it won't take long for the pace of life there to creep back into our lives. No-work-Sundays, even as I fight them on occasion, are really wonderful. When we wake up, there is no pull in any direction. Only a lazy stillness, plans for pancakes or a walk in the park.
Edie still has her errands to run, however, so Will and I aren't able to be as lazy as we might like. This morning Edie and I hung out on the floor, drinking green smoothies (spinach, ginger, pineapple, cantaloupe and banana was the beverage du jour). After she downed half of hers, complete with frothy green 'stache, off to playing with Dad's beers and the dogs' kibble. It's going to be another good Sunday.
Wonderful description of a Sunday. As I've gotten older, recalling Sundays of childhood, my heart tells me that our (USA) lifestyle is in nobody's interest. What is possibly wrong with laying around for one day a week. I'm working hard at regaining that day starting with turning off the computer. Today, I failed--found an excuse that my ego said was good enough. But, after this message, a reminder, it's going to be turned off.
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