Sundays are for walking around your home, looking for somewhere to install the home security camera you got for your birthday, and realising a) how few unused surfaces actually exist in this space and b) it was pretty stupid to ask for a home security camera when you knew full well its only purpose would be keeping an eye on the cat while you’re out. And she’s the cat equivalent of a human octogenarian. What, exactly, is she going to do, that might warrant establishing a surveillance state in your own living room? And seriously, how is there not a single inch of unused shelf?
Better, it sounds like, to have a seat and reason quality articles. Go on, while no-one’s watching.
