My Sunday Reset: Lessons From Doing “Almost Nothing”
Confessions of a Sunday: Rest, Reflection, and a Little Laughter Sundays and I have a special relationship. They’re my official license to slow down without guilt. Honestly, if Sunday could talk, it would say: “Girl, sit down. You’ve been running all week.” Most Sundays, I try to keep it simple: I let myself sleep in a little longer (and yes, I call that meditation in horizontal form . I sip my tea slowly, pretending I’m in a café in Paris when in reality, I’m just at my dining table. I scroll through the week in my mind, not to stress, but to smile at how I survived—sometimes gracefully, sometimes just barely. For me, Sundays are not about cramming productivity. They’re about gentle reflection: What worked last week? What didn’t? And how do I want to show up this week, with peace, laughter, and less chaos? I’ve learned that even a small pause on Sunday can reset the entire week ahead. And the best part? Doing less often leaves me feeling more centered and more ready for wh...