Sunday morning, I'm up with the lark.
I think I'll take a walk in the park.

Oh, there is no park? And I forgot to set my alarm so really I slept in a bit and the birds were all up already? And I have hours and hours of housecleaning to do because this is the dustiest place on earth? And I have to go into work for at least a few hours to prepare for work next week?

Nice Sunday.