There’s something about a Sunday that gives me slow dreamy thoughts. I can easily get lost in cute cat videos hours or simply stare out the window watching leaves fall. Of course, my outer adult reminds me to make a meal plan for the week and to follow up with commitments and the like, but my inner child is usually loudest on a Sunday morning.
My inner child is sometimes lazy, but usually she loves being entertained by a new concept like indoor-hydroponic-gardening, or the ridiculous like, “Teen reactions to….” on Youtube. Occasionally, she likes to get creative and crochet until our hands go numb or sew until I think I’ll never. sew. again.
I love both my inner child and outer adult even when disagreements bring me to a standstill.
Do you ever find your inner child and outer adult arguing? Who usually wins?