Raining on Sunday

Rainy Day

I have a love hate relationship with rain. For example, I hate when it rains on Sunday because it makes me want to do nothing. However, I also love when it rains on Sunday because it makes me want to do nothing. Confusing? I know, but let me explain.

Whether you work a standard 9-5 job and cherish your weekends because it means that you don’t have to go to the office or you are a stay at home parent and cherish your weekends because it means your whole family can be together, the weekends are often the time when we do whatever we want. Well that is always the intention anyway.

Far too often weekends are just an extension of the workweek, we’re just doing housework instead. I am guilty of it. Many a time I have used my weekends to clean the house, do some laundry, grocery shop, run to the vet and run any other miscellaneous errands I may have to get done. That is all easy, and sometimes enjoyable when it is nice and sunny outside. In fact, when it is sunny outside and I don’t get things done I often feel guilty. But not yesterday. Yesterday, it was gloomy, cold and rainy outside so I used that as an excuse to make the executive decision to do nothing and you know what? I didn’t feel the slightest bit guilty.

How do you go about doing nothing? Well first of all, it was pajama day. Nothing is better then being nice and comfy in your pajamas all day. Second, we got our favorite comfy blanket and pillows and settled on the couch. Notice a common thing here? Doing nothing is all about comfort. Next, I grabbed some of our favorite snacks and we turned on the T.V.. It would’ve been the perfect day for a Lord of the Rings marathon but we did that a few weeks ago ;-). Instead we watched a few cheesy and I do mean cheesy Lifetime movies and some of the Baseball World Classic. But you know, it really wasn’t about the movies or baseball. Lying on the couch meant that I wasn’t worrying that I had some laundry that should probably get done or that I was almost out of dishwasher detergent and should go to the store. No, instead it was about slowing down and just taking some time to recoup. Now I know there are a lot of you thinking that you can’t possibly do nothing for the whole day and that is probably true.  So maybe don’t take the whole day, maybe just watch one cheesy movie.  Sometimes you need that. Sometimes you need to just do nothing and not feel guilty about it. That is why, sometimes, I actually enjoy it when it rains on Sundays.

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    June 2, 2009 at 7:51 am

    Sharon: LOL on getting the kid down the block to shovel you out now :) When I was younger I would always wish that we had snow days because it meant no school but then again, here in WA the snow would always melt before we had to do any clean up.Your snow day activity sounds lovely, I just love the sound of a crackling fire on a cold winter’s day. And at least snow is pretty to look at, rain on the other hand, not so much. :)

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    June 1, 2009 at 3:57 pm

    In Minnesota, we don’t have as many rainy days as you, but a winter snowstorm can do the same thing. When I was single, it seemed I could take weekend downtime whenever I wanted to. After I got married, though, there were so many more “have-to’s”. But when the snow started to swirl around the house, I could throw something in the crockpot while my husband filled the fireplace, and we’d settle down to a wonderful do-nothing afternoon. Of course, unlike rain, we had to face snow removal the next day. Now we’re much older and a little smarter — we just hire the kid down the block to shovel us out.

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    May 8, 2009 at 4:38 pm

    I enjoyed reading about your rainy Sunday. My kids, husband and I have learned to recognize the signs of when a Lord of the Rings marathon or pajama day is in order. I consider it one of my duties as a parent to teach my children to respect and honor the need for “down time”.

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      May 11, 2009 at 12:41 pm

      Jeanne- Bravo to you for teaching your children the importance of down time. When I was growing up my mom had “quiet time” which meant we went to bed half an hour before bed time and read. I hated it at the time, but now I find it hard to get to sleep without my quiet time before bed. Life can be so overwhelming at times it is essential to unwind and recharge.

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    March 23, 2009 at 6:51 pm

    I love the photo, I actually don’t mind the rain when I don’t have to go out of the house for anything.

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      March 24, 2009 at 9:53 am

      Rita: Yeah, those of us that live here in the Great Northwest kind of get accustomed to the rain. As long as your are inside and don’t have to do anything it can almost be comforting to hear the sound of raindrops hit the window. I’m glad you like the picture! :)

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