Sunday is the loneliest day of the week for me.  It used to be that Sunday was the best day of the week for me.

The day used to start out with the two of us sleeping in.  Then, we would get up and have a leisurely breakfast while reading the paper.  After breakfast, we would head to church.  When we returned, we would have our Sunday dinner together.   Then, we would have our afternoon nap.  After nap, we would watch some TV and then get some supper.  Then, we would turn in early.

Now, I sleep in by myself, eat breakfast by my self, read the paper by myself, go to church by myself, have dinner by myself, nap by myself, eat supper by my self and then go to bed by myself.  But, I am learning to adjust.