Day 405
Napping is not one of my favorite activities! If given the choice, a nap would never be part of my day! Having said that, today, we took my son Jimmy up to the cottage for the first time and, suddenly, everyone was napping...except for me!
Our wonderful friend and handyman had cleaned up some of the construction site so everyone could find a place to relax. Mac was out first, then Katie and Asher... and the rest were soon to follow. The day was rainy, the family room was nice and warm and, finally, I joined them (fighting all the way) for about a 10 minute snooze. When I woke up, I was frustrated with myself! I felt that I had missed something important...though I'm not sure what that was.
My dogs have the recipe for napping. It doesn't matter when or where for the Goldens. They plop down, preferably by our feet, and fall into Dreamland within seconds. The rest of my family also loves naps, but not me!
When I question my loved ones about their joy in napping, I receive various responses. "It is refreshing." "It allows me to recharge." "It feels good!" Me..."It's a waste of time!"
There is no good reason to feel the way I do. As a child, I remember taking naps and not fighting the idea. After elementary school began, there were no more naps until I became a mother. Even then, I fought the urge to succumb to napping. There always seemed to be SO much to accomplish while the cherubs slept.
Fast forward to now. At my age, a nap would be welcomed...almost expected and yet, I fight the idea. While others snooze, I head into the great outdoors, clean a cupboard or accomplish anything that needs doing. Perhaps that is my way to "recharge." Even when there are firm suggestions that I might need more sleep, I shake my head and grab a cup of coffee!
Napper or not, I love to see my loved ones snooze. I will find one or the other, four or two-legged, and gaze upon their peacefulness with a full heart. It might be a good idea now and then to take a lesson from my Goldens..."Just give in and shut your eyes...the rest is bliss." Maybe tomorrow, or next week, or next year...
