Isn’t that what Sunday’s are suppose to be? Laid-back?
Laid-back describes a place or situation (i.e. a laid-back atmosphere) that is quiet, relaxed or casual.
It can also be used to describe a person who has a mild and easy-going personality. Which doesn’t describe me at all.
What can I say? No. Really. What can I say! Nothing. I can say nothing. So why waste the time with a post? Because, it keeps me from going completely insane. It gives me a few minutes away from my big, red recliner, and not staring at the “idiot box.”
Tom mowed the front and backyard. I stayed in and picked up a little. Oh, yah. I cleaned three ceiling fans. For dinner we had a tossed salad, Brian had grilled chicken in his and Tom and I had Genoa salami and piccante provolone cheese in ours. It wasn’t a very typical Sunday dinner. I took a three hour nap and awoken feeling lousy. Sometimes a nap can make one feel worse. That is what one does when their days are empty. Nap!
I guess I had a little something to say. But, was it post-worthy?