I used to hate Sundays when I was a teenager. To me, they were the most boring day of the week. It was the day all the stores closed early. It was the day preceding what was usually a long and stressful week at school. It was the day I had to complete any outstanding assignments. It was, quite honestly, a day I dreaded.

But now, nearing my mid twenties, I relish the thought of Sundays. Sure, I did work this morning…but then I had the rest of the day to simply do nothing. And. It. Felt. Great! I’ve had such a wonderful afternoon/evening of nothing. I cooked myself a good ol’ hearty Sunday roast (a tradition for us Brits) and tucked in while watching Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice, which, by the way, totally caught me off guard with its ending and had me bawling my eyes out for a solid ten minutes. No spoilers but dayum, that movie had me crying more than Titanic did.

My heart at the end of Batman v Superman

How was your day? What does your typical Sunday entail?