1) The rhythm of the weekend is upset if church is cancelled. Usually, it goes: day at work, day running errands and visiting friends, day at church. And usually, by the time I receive notice that church has been cancelled, I am almost ready to leave, and thus not feeling like going back to bed immediately.
2) If church is cancelled, it feels like a serious road situation. I am almost constitutionally obligated not to leave the apartment. (I'm not sure what constitution I'm talking about here.)
3) If I don't leave the apartment, I have a whole day at home, which is rare. And while I may do a few things here and there on a Sunday, chore-wise, I don't make a concerted effort to work like I would on a Saturday. I do any cleaning, organizing, etc. in a consciously more relaxed mode than usual.
4) If I have a whole day at home, I don't see another human being unless one comes to me for some reason, which is almost stranger than me seeing nobody, especially because....
5) If I don't plan to see another human being, I dress accordingly. Today, for instance, I'm wearing sweatpants and a baggy shirt, and my hair is up in loose French braids. Totally casual and very comfortable.
Today I listened to a few sermons online, and I trimmed Apollo's nails and his flight feathers, and I ironed, and I organized my bathroom closet a bit better, and I did a bit of communication on the subject of the youth group banquet, and I have been and am watching the two Anne of Green Gables movies that I own. I missed being with my church family, especially since I'll be out of town for a few weeks now for the holidays, but it has certainly been a restfully productive day.
Every once in a while, I like being forced to slow down.
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