It’s your oldest sister’s birthday and mothers day. It’s beautiful weather outside. You take walk on the beach with a close friend, followed by lunch in the sun with a big glass or beer, good food and laughs. Back home for a quick nap before you make magical music in your old bedroom where you spent the last years as a teenager. Last but not least, you end the day with a nice dinner with family and friends and skype with your baby nephew who’s all the way in Los Angeles.
Thats what I call a perfect Sunday.