Drink knock off Pedialyte.

Sunday mornings I drink coffee and see if my boom box can drown out the boom box from the apartments next door. They are outside in the yard and usually take the hint and move back indoors. If you are outside I don't need to hear your music.

Being retired, Sunday is pretty much like any other day, except if I want to go out, I try to avoid the high traffic areas where the weekenders go- with one exception; when my bike riding buddy is gone RV traveling, I sometimes feel safer riding my mountainbike during times when I know there will be more people on the trails. One never knows what catastrophe is waiting around the next hairpin turn, and knowing there are other riders out there is somewhat comforting.

I go brunch. Watch Premier League, then NFL, then a nap, and then who knows.

I spend time in nature, absolute pure bliss. I feel at home there and it brings me peace. I feel connected when I'm in the woods, the silence is deafening. The woodland creatures going about there business, the trees swaying in wind. The butterflies and pretty flowers. Like church for spiritual people ☺

Whatever the hell I feel like.

Sunday mornings, I talk to my Mom on the phone for a couple of hours!! She recently turned 76, and we've had this regular chat for over 10 years now!

I work on Sundays. And Saturdays. And pretty much all of the days.

Sunday mornings are when I do most of my work at the local VFW, where I am the Quartermaster and do other duties. I like to think I'm doing actual good deeds in support of my comrades.

First and foremost I praise, worship, and glorify my Lord and personal Savior, JESUS CHRIST! Then I pause and remember I don't believe in Jesus Christ so I feel kinda silly and I take back all the praise, worship, and glory I just offered him, scratch my ass cuz it itches and then go out and mow the lawn.

Unless it's raining then I'll just go back inside and download some porn.

Sleep ? ? ?

Sleep until late. Munch some food. Catch up with some work. Go to bed.

I watch The Atheist Experience, or enjoy the lack of crowds by getting out in the morning while all the bible thumpers are at church.

Everything but go to church on Sunday

Usually laundry, vacuuming, pulling weeks, sleep, and a few hours online (agnostic.com)

Sunday is my housecleaning day - that's actual cleaning the house, not some euphemism for cleansing my soul at the hands of the Almighty...

i use Sunday to start getting stressed about the return of the workweek. mostly kidding, i love my job. i know it's backwards, but I'm still learning how to fully enjoy my Sundays w/o feeling that kernel of regret, like how i feel at the end of summer when there's a whiff of autumn in the air...nostalgic for summer because i know WINTER'S COMING.

Clean my house and do my laundry

Sunday is my sleep in day. I usually wait until I hear the Baptist pastor across the road back out his driveway to go to church before I will even consider getting out of bed. Then, if I'm training for a half-marathon, I will go for a run for a couple of hours. If not, I'll go to a farmers market or do a bit of gardening before lunch. I may also do a little home-brew (either bottling a batch or making a new one) in the afternoon.

I find a park with lots of trees, perhaps a lake, and walk, breathe, and observe nature. Ilisten to birds, follow dragon flies, watch the sky. This is my worship time.

Check people out of the BnB, clean, laundry, go to my Buddhist group, make tea, work on consulting jobs and NOT waste time on Agnosticdotcom

Hike if weather/time permit

Go to Chik I'll Fate.

Bit of a lie, unless I'm working an early, boot sale, swimming, time with youngest. Today was taken up getting ready for a camping holiday on Dartmoor

Nurse my hangover.

Ironically watching The Big Bang Theory.