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.