Sundays ci suma kër ga (at my house) are lazy, slow days. Normally, the house is up and buzzing with activity by seven in the morning, jolted into life by the call to prayer and the chores to be done and the tasks to be finished. But Sundays start slowly, the house cool and dark and quiet until nine o’clock, when people slowly begin to emerge from the rooms. Sunday is a day for chores, to sweep and mop the floor, but not quickly or too purposefully. Sunday is a day of sitting around, watching television, hanging out in your room. I don’t think anyone in my family leaves the house on Sundays, that’s for sure!