I love naps. My bed is very comfortable, with a big fluffy duvet and big fluffy pillows and often a cool breeze coming through the window. And none of this, twenty minutes of one cycle of REM sleep crap either, I mean a good one or two hour nap.
Today P and I were on our own, due to R’s many social obligations (anime class and a play date / sleepover) so no nap for me and instead a busy day at the park. But Derick came home early from work and I promptly fell asleep on the couch for an hour and a half. Thus the midnight posting. sigh. And after I told my friend Sophie that I was sure it wasn’t going to be a problem to get to sleep. Sophie, I was so wrong. But it felt so good.