Sundays used to mean work.
As a realtor, it was always work, work, work. That life became my norm—I didn’t know anything else, let alone anything more fulfilling.
I lived to work.
Now, in this reimagined chapter of my life, I’m learning something revolutionary (at least for me):
- It’s perfectly fine to relax.
- Perfectly fine to put myself first.
- Perfectly fine to just be…fine to put my feet up.
Who knew?!
What does your perfect Sunday look like? Share in the comments—I’d love to hear how you embrace your time to recharge!
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