It always seems like each day needs an extra hour in order to get everything that needs done, done. So, once a year, we get to see what that's like. And I gotta say, it's awesome.
I got up this morning feeling refreshed from a long sleep and was delighted to look over at the clock and see that it was still early. I wrote my final draft of the book review I've been working on (when it's published in December, I do recommend "The Athlete's Guide to Yoga" by Sage Rountree -- I mean, isn't her name enough to demonstrate that she's a practiced yogi?), I graded some papers, I finished the laundry, and I returned a call to my dad. All before noon!
Plus, with the temps here in South Florida finally cooling off, I opened up the house today and it felt great to turn off the air conditioner, and have a fresh breeze blowing through the condo. This added to the relaxing afternoon I spent on the back porch in a chair reading my book ("The Thirteenth Tale" by Diane Setterfield -- another recommended read; it's quite absorbing).
And, in the cooler temps, my late afternoon 3 miler felt perfect (THIS is the season to run here in FL). And now, I have a deliciously buttery chicken baking in the over, and as I type, a cool breeze is wafting in off the porch. Could a Sunday be any better?!