Slow Sunday

I had so much to do to get our Boston life back in order today, but instead I mostly spent it on the couch in my little nest of computer, knitting, and magazines. Tomorrow morning I will regret the lack of groceries and food prep, but I really enjoyed it. Celia messaged me at one point and reminded me how good I’d feel if I got myself to a yoga class. It’s funny how we talked about how dark Roque Bluffs is at night, but I had a similar spooky feeling leaving the boat with yoga mat under my arm even though it was only 5:00. Celia was right though, I’m happier for it