Unusual Sunday

I don´t know how it is for you guys, but for me, Sunday is the most boring, uneventful day of the week. Nothing to watch on TV, everything´s pretty much closed,and those places that are open on Sundays are packed with families and no less that 50 or 60 crying babies. And to make things even worse, having to deal with the typical Sunday afternoon hangover combined with the knowledge that Monday is upon us. Oh God. Sundays should be deleted from our calendars. They make the unbearable lightness of being a real thing.

for some strange reason, this time,Sunday proved to be a really nice thing. As usual,all the family came over for lunch, which is quite an annoying experience although I love each and every single one of them. Imagine having to cook for an average of 25 indiviudals,plus 7 kids that just don´t know when to stop. But this time it was nice, dunno why. I guess it was because I won two consecutive table tennis torunaments that we had after lunch, or maybe because it was blazing hot after a month of nonstop rain.Who knows. Oh, or maybe because I´ve finally realized that this is the place wehere I belong,and this is my house,and this is my family. It just hit me really hard a few hours ago that I´m up for a new stage of my life. No more Vancouver. No more bouncing from one place to the other. It´s time to settle down in a country that I love and hate. It´s alright. Nothing better than being able to see mom and dad sitting at the backyard, having a good laugh while I beat the living crap out of everyone when playing table tennis. Nothing better than having my siblings bug me all day long,although I do have to say I´d like to shove the table tennis racket up their....And yeah,I don´t know why, finally I managed to really enjoy a Sunday. Why? who knows. Maybe because I feel good again. Back to my roots. Back to the place where I belong.I´ve been here for a long time now, but finally both my body and my mind are at the same place.

After all,Sundays can be quite enjoyable!