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p, it’s Sunday,</i>” I’ll conclude, happily snuggling into the blankets.</p><p id="c818">Even though it’s actually Thursday.</p><p id="3151">At first, once I’d realized that today <i>wasn’t</i> Sunday, I’d lie there in bed trying to figure out what day it really was.</p><p id="7b4c">And then I thought, “Why fight it? Just go with it!”</p><p id="621c">This is what I’ve learned — Sunday is a state of mind.</p><p id="cfc8"><b>As long as this lasts, every day is going to be Sunday.</b></p><p id="dcd1">I’ve put away my calendar. I no longer keep track.</p><p id="95fb">What day is it? It’s Sunday. Tomorrow will be Sunday too.</p><p id="719f">Until this is over, every day is going to be Sunday. And I plan to be grateful for every one of them.</p><p id="2618"><a href="https://readmedium.com/think-you-arent-a-good-enough-writer-to-work-with-an-editor-d5a1da4b20da?sk=50c9505fa5cfd79d95acc8d683a6826b"><i>Writing Coach</i></a><i> and <a href="https://readmedium.com/how-i-became-a-medium-sherpa-f654886fb9f8?source=friends_link&sk=8debf75caeb2c7699c59d2c4fe695d09">Medium Sherpa</a> <a href="https://readmedium.com/about-me-roz-warren-efbecf511f04?sk=4ba4c8736b0dd97473598b22583e2090">Roz Warren</a> writes for everyone from the <a href="https://readmedium.com/looking-for-a-terrific-paying-market-for-humor-and-cartoons-b24658bb9d5d?source=friends_link&sk=c8803f26bb5ce98c081a711c3768eed1">Funny Times</a> to <a href="https://readmedium.com/why-every-essay-you-write-should-be-the-best-essay-you-can-write-8c00f287f53?source=friends_link&sk=7e39aed6b3fb5e9d2b392a464682aba9">the New York Times</a>, <a href="https://writingcooperative.com/ive-been-in-10-chicken-soup-collections-if-you-want-to-break-in-here-s-my-advice-9ef3612aacd9?source=friends_link&sk=6c27d62414166cd590200f19316115bb">has been in

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What Day Is It? It’s Sunday.

Tomorrow Will Be Sunday Too

I’ve been at home for months. Everything nonessential is closed, I’ve been furloughed from my job, and all of the engagements on my calendar have evaporated.

The concerts I held tickets for. My camp reunion in Nebraska. The trip to see my California grandsons.

All on hold indefinitely.

Day after day, it’s just me at home alone, reading and writing and drinking coffee and playing the piano and talking on the phone with my friends.

Once a day, I walk to my sister’s house, where we sit in her backyard, yards away from each other, and chat about her garden and the latest Covid-19 news and what we’ve been up to since we last spoke. (Not much.)

Every day is the same. (Unless it’s raining, in which case I drive to my sister’s house instead of walking.)

I’m not complaining. I’ve always enjoyed lots of alone time. I know that I’ve got it very good, and I’m grateful for that.

But? Since every day is the same, when I wake up in the morning, I never have any idea what day it is.

Today is going to be just like yesterday.

And tomorrow will be just like today.

It usually feels like a Sunday. No place I need to be. Nothing I have to get done. No reason to leap from my bed.

“Yup, it’s Sunday,” I’ll conclude, happily snuggling into the blankets.

Even though it’s actually Thursday.

At first, once I’d realized that today wasn’t Sunday, I’d lie there in bed trying to figure out what day it really was.

And then I thought, “Why fight it? Just go with it!”

This is what I’ve learned — Sunday is a state of mind.

As long as this lasts, every day is going to be Sunday.

I’ve put away my calendar. I no longer keep track.

What day is it? It’s Sunday. Tomorrow will be Sunday too.

Until this is over, every day is going to be Sunday. And I plan to be grateful for every one of them.

Writing Coach and Medium Sherpa Roz Warren writes for everyone from the Funny Times to the New York Times, has been in 15 Chicken Soup for the Soul collections, and is the author of Our Bodies, Our Shelves. Drop her a line at [email protected].

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