It seems like I never get a lazy Sunday; they’re just jam-packed with errands or homework or a long drive somewhere.
My boyfriend and I went out to breakfast. It wasn’t a romantic gesture at first (we’d been out of food for almost three days) but it turned out to feel like a date. After picking up groceries (especially ingredients for making homemade chai lattes), we picked up our Christmas tree. This is our second Christmas in our apartment, and it already smells like pine. Tonight, we’re going Christmas shopping, eating pizza and drinking beer, and then watching a movie or two in our living room, the tree illuminated and adding more happiness to our lives.