What a lovely excuse to sit around and do nothing! As if I needed an excuse these days. I spend a lot of time sitting around thinking about what I should be doing and then not doing it. That’s, what, half-lazy, at least, right?

Sundays, however, are usually not those days. I am usually at my mom’s on Sundays, and she is the antithesis to lazy. Sitting at the table and not eating? Here, fold some towels or read this article aloud. You’re awake and alert? Time to change the sheets, wash some dishes, vacuum up some dog hair, dust some furniture, rearrange some shelves, pull some weeds, mow the yard. No sitting down til all that is done.

Then, of course, it is happy hour and nobody gets up for hours except to refill a glass.

However long your Lazy Day might last, I hope you enjoy it!