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Do you remember when Sundays were days of rest. I had been thinking about that, then I saw a post over here talking about Sundays....so thought I would do my own version.
When I was growing up, Sundays were days when you just did the very basics...fixing meals and washing dishes. Doing barn chores, if you had animals/lived on a farm. I sometimes think it would be nice to go back to times like that.
I know throwing a load of clothes in the washer is not like washing on a wringer washer where you have to be there and be involved in the process. And riding a lawn mower is not the same as pushing one. But still, a person is not relaxing.
Today I have did absolutely nothing, other than fix a bite to eat. And I felt so guilty. I finally did do a couple little jobs late in the evening. But why do I feel such guilt? Do you feel guilty when you don't stay busy when you are at home.
