6/5/2011 - lazy. . .

Sundays always feel so lazy.  Why do anything, productive or otherwise, when I will have to spend the next five days doing productive things, or at the very least, whatever it is my company pays me to do?

Even if Sam and I are productive and actually accomplish stuff, like take Grr out to Fort Funston, bathe him, and clean the house, as we did today, Sundays still feel like a day to just lay down, respect it by closing our eyes and letting it pass.

Sam and Grr got a headstart, but I am right behind.