I may have mentioned how Sundays are not the days of rest that were promised. There is a lot to do for the Relief Society President each week and in some areas of the world there is more than others. With early morning meetings and activities to plan, lessons to teach and delegation to follow up on, my Sunday is a longer day than any other in my week.
But today, I got home a tiny bit earlier than usual. Since Tarzan was out driving with ATL I had an entire blissful hour to myself.
I sat down and read with a cat in my lap:
This is me and it could have been worse.