The day of rest

How I like to spend my Sundays:

• Get woken up at about 09:30 by Joe, who by some miracle has realised the sanctity of Sundays and slept late.
• Have a nice breakfast and get ready for the day.
• Goto Tesco, which will be almost empty, and be delighted to discover the shopping only comes to £40.
• Come home, unpack the shopping and read the Sunday Times for a couple of hours.
• Go over to my Mum's for a home-cooked Sunday roast.
• Come home, bath Joe, put him to bed.
• Make a nice snack and watch 24 and Lost.

This is how I actually spent my Sunday:

• Get woken up at about 06:30 by Joe, who has no regard for the sancitiy of Sundays.
• Had a breakfast, but not a particularly nice one.
• Went to Tesco, which was completely packed, and discovered the shopping came to £60.
• Came home, unpacked the shopping.
• Pulled up the 2-foot high weeds and miscellaneous unidentifiable flora from the lawn.
• Mowed the lawn with the lawnmower on its highest setting.
• Mowed the lawn again with the lawnmower on its third lowest setting.
• Made some lunch, consisting of cheese and Ryvita.
• Went out looking for a mattress in the shop around the corner.
• Went out looking for a mattress in a bed shop because the shop around the corner was shut.
• Went out looking for a mattress in another shop, because the bed shop wouldn't deliver to the area we wanted them to.
• Went home without buying a mattress, because the third shop was shut.
• Vaccumed the downstairs of the house and the stairs (both flights).
• Miscellaneous tidying/cleaning.
• Various washing/drying/ironing of clothes.
• Bath Joe and put him to bed.
• Cook dinner.
• Watch 24 and Lost.

Still, it all needed to be done, and Joe had a great time helping out with the cleaning.