Summer Sundays

I don't like Sundays in the summertime...ok, that's not true, I just don't like them as much...not true either.  I love Sundays!  I guess the best way to put it is that I don't get to enjoy Sundays as much in the summer as I do the rest of the year.  Sundays are definitely my day of rest in the week (after all of my meetings that is, but not really...I'm really not making much sense tonight am I, trust me, I make sense to myself).  When school is in and I have all sorts of responsibilities and worldly things to worry about, Sunday is my day to put it all behind me, to forget it all and just focus on what really matters.  Sunday is a day that I have to myself to ponder, reflect, and bask in the world being put away for a day.  When I'm not in school, every day seems to blend together.  The last two weeks, Sunday has snuck up on me and I have to turn the alarm clock back on and remember to go to church...I don't like that.  I don't want to have to remember to go to church, I want to look forward to going to church.  My roommates hear me say, "Saturday is a special day," quite often as it's the "day we get ready for Sunday", but really I'm thinking to myself, "Sunday is a special day" as it's the day we get ready for everything else.