mornden – n. the self-container pajama universe shared by two people on a long weekend morning, withdrawing from the world and letting the hours slow to a crawl, coming as close as they’ll ever get to pausing the flow of time, even as they know it’ll eventually rush back in all the faster.
My wife and I used to enjoy mornden early in our relationship. We’d get the Sunday paper, make breakfast, and lay around, reading, relaxing, enjoying the morning. These days, no paper, but we do try and get a couple mornings a week where we sleep in a bit, lay in bed, chat, read, just relax.
We are both (too) type-A and are very busy. Taking a some time to relax each week, pausing time for a few hours, is good.
Life certainly rushes in fast when we get back to it.
From the Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows
Voice of the DBA 
During the first few years of our marriage, my wife and I would have a “pajama day.” It was a day we would stay in our PJs and basically relax and do whatever we felt like at home such as watch movies. It was important time spent together.
However, as our lives got busier, the practice became less frequent. We haven’t had a pajama day for quite some time and its absence is felt. Thanks for the reminder of what’s important!
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