I have absolutely nothing scheduled for my Sunday.  This is new, odd…and a little wacky.  No commitments, no trips, no engagements.  What I’ve got on Sunday is Andy, at home, in Minnetonka, with Grendel. Between now and Sunday, though, I have a dinner with family at the Longfellow Grill tonight, a Strawberry Celebration at our CSA farm, Featherstone Fruits and Vegetables, Saturday afternoon, and a late show of “The Hangover” Saturday night.

Sunday, I may want to rest.  But, it seems like such a waste of a day.

What some people may never have gotten to experience is the complete sense of being untethered as a singleton.  As far as Sunday is concerned, my only responsibility is my dog.  I need to wake up sometime in the morning, take him out, feed him…then…I can do that again sometime later…then…I should do that at least once more before bedtime (sans feeding).  That’s it.  That’s all I need to do on Sunday.  I don’t have to wear anything more than rags, brush my teeth, comb my hair, or even feed myself.  I can fall off the radar of the world.

Exciting, huh?  To have absolute power and freedom.  Nobody making any demands on my time…influencing my decisions…whining to go to McDonald’s…sweetly asking a bedtime story of me at 7:30pm.  Are you jealous?  Waxing poetic over your days of being single and unfettered? Wondering what such a state of being would be like?

I often live under these lax guidelines to living.  Decisions are made only by me.  A mistress of my own universe.  The world is my oyster.  I am its pearl.

So, what’s up for Sunday?

Other than taking down my task list, I will offer up another list of possibilities:

  1. Go ELCA Lutheran Church Shopping.  It’s been on my sociocultural task list for too long.  Note: Do not sign up for a choir at this time.
  2. Visit old friends at former Catholic Church in St. Paul just for my heart’s sake.
  3. Start State Park Sunday and take stickered Jeep to a nearby park for romping with Big G.  Aim for Taylors Falls area.
  4. Find a flea market that’s open on a Sunday but not all the way up in Brainerd Lakes Vacation Land.  Hell, I could go to a flea market in Vacation Land.  What else is there to do?
  5. Go to St. Paul Farmer’s Market.  Try not to spend money.  Remember…no dogs; last time was spent walking around the block over and over while companion shopped.
  6. Hit up MIA and visit my Henry Singer Sargent paintings.  Skip Walker–it’s just not my taste.
  7. Walk around the St. Anthony Main area.  Try not to let Grendel sniff his way off of the Stone Arch Bridge.
  8. Tour Lakewood Cemetery.  There’s a fabulous walking tour (PDF).
  9. Romp around the arboretum.  It’s been ages.
  10. Spend the afternoon in Stillwater.  I love me some art galleries and antique stores where I can price out my inheritance one dish at a time.
  11. Go to Franconia Sculpture Park and see the installments that have appeared since my last visit two years ago.
  12. Lest I be remiss and forget my LGBT friends, there’s the Pride Parade in Minneapolis.  It’d be my first…and there’s always time for a new first.

So, which one would you choose for a free Sunday?  (I listed twelve as I wouldn’t expect you to pick either of the first two…they’re fairly specific to yours truly.)  All of the options are quite affordable and accessible.  The biggest expense might be gas or a couple bucks for admission, but we’re not talking about a matinee at The Ordway and dinner at Forepaugh’s.  Things aren’t too far for a day trip and as close as ten minutes from Minnetonka.  Some would involve a dog or children, but most probably wouldn’t hold the attention span of a young homo sapien terribly long.  The weather is supposed to be about 78 degrees and partly cloudy…but no rain.  Other always-options are walking around Lake Harriet or Lake Calhoun, sitting at a coffee shop in Bryn Mawr, romping around Minnetonka Mills, checking out the dog park at Minnehaha Falls, going to see “Star Trek” or “Wolverine” or “Transformers 2,” or sitting at home watching my free cable.

Put yourself in my shoes.  You can do any one of those 17 or so things I’ve listed.  Well, there are more than 17 when you consider that you’d have to choose which coffee shop, which lake, which dog park, which movie…  Your options are many, your freedom is unbridled.  Your decision?

Yes?

It ain’t easy being me.

I’m stymied.  I’ve got less than 48 hours to figure this out.

I’d love to know what you’d choose to do out of the list.  Or, tell me something I’ve missed.  Ideas are welcome.

And, let me know if you’re interested in attacking Sunday with me.  That way, we can narrow down the options together.  We can put the top back on the Jeep and get twigs in our hair as we adventure through the Twin Cities.

Have a wonderful weekend, friends.