Yesterday I experienced a real Sunday, real in the sense that it was everything one wants to feel when they work the whole week and have Sunday off. When joining Peace Corps I was told to be available and ready to give my time and energy 24-7. This was not a joke. Until this Sunday, it has been that way. It's been tiring, but I am kind of used to it because of how I lived in America. Close friends and family know I am always doing something. It wasn't strange to hear I'd work a double shift, go out with co-workers till 3 am, then wake up for 7 am yoga only to rush to shower and meet friends for breakfast. I was always making plans, going places, seeing people, basically never relaxing. With it being the 28th I for sure would be working multiple doubles to make enough money for rent and all my other bills while still keeping myself busy and hanging out with friends. Moral of the story: I don't have lazy Sundays....until Sunday, January 28th.
Sunday I woke up and ate breakfast and Mee (my host mom) asked my plans for the day. It dawned on me I didn't have plans or homework, and for a change she didn't have a task or plan for us. I decided I wanted to go for run so I told her and got ready. Turns out my Thai is still not perfect because she misunderstood and as I put on my gym shoes Mee, my younger brother and cousin all were ready to go "run" with me. We barely ran and ended up mostly walking, we fed some fish bananas, and on one break (of the many breaks we took) I was offered coke and snacks...not the workout I wanted but a good time with my family so it was fine. I got back home and did a real workout in my room, my little brother came in half way through and tried to follow along. After that he took a nap and Mee went out, without me for the first time. I spoke to my sister which was nice, we talked for a longer time than we usually did in the states and I gave her a tour of my house. I then took a shower and decided to start a new book and went outside on the hammock to read. I fell asleep and was woken up later on by my younger brother who invited me to his house. Book in hand and barefoot I walked to the house behind ours where some more family was hanging out. They heard I was reading and sleeping in the hammock and motioned for me to continue in their hammock. The weather was perfect, I was in the shade and enjoying my time. My aunt brought over snacks and water and I felt so happy. I was in and out of sleep. After getting home saw other Peace Corps members were meeting up for yoga so I joined and after felt even more amazing. I got home and Mee asked if I wanted to go to the Don Chedi Festival, and I said yes. We went and saw a live performance and walked around after. I got home and laid in bed and was in such a good mood. It was the lazy Sunday I have been longing for. It was unplanned, laid back, and I went with the flow of things. It was the perfect Sunday. I got to school today and on our fifteen minute break a group of friends called me over and mentioned that I seemed to be in such a good mood. My Sunday was much needed.