Sundays for me is a day of rituals, but from the outside probably looks more like a boring weekly routine. Before 12 I make a shopping list before going to the shared laundry room. While the machine is running I go for a walk in the park if the weather is nice and stop at the grocery store on the way home, otherwise I go straight to the grocery store. When I get home I book the laundry room for the next Sunday, hang the laundry to dry, clean my apartment, pay bills and look at my schedule for the next week. If it's a race weekend I might postpone the cleaning a couple of hours to watch Formula 1 or Indycar. I've followed this "ritual" for maybe five years now. It started out as a way to deal with depressive episodes by forcing a reset and to start looking ahead and prepare mentally for the next week. After a while it stopped feeling like a chore and I began looking forward to the activities themselves and the small feeling of satisfaction of completing them, so I view it as a sort of secular ritual.