I had left my phone, turned off in the living room. As I had finished the Sunday paper I could not, without hauling myself to my feet and walking 20 feet, check my Twitter feed, Facebook, Instagram photos, or email. No one could call me since we have no home phone now. Irresponsible, yes. Sorry. Not really. I’m sure my husband’s phone was on wherever he was, which is, I realized, reason number two I could snooze so easily.
He was out of the house checking cows somewhere. So lovely. I’m not being mean. He’s been laid off for six months now. He misses his work friends that he talked to. He doesn’t realize how much, but I do. He likes to talk. Anyone who knows us will laugh at this because he seems like the quiet one. Under normal circumstances, that’s true. His absence also meant there was no TV noise to mar my slumber. The rest of the family was also out of the house. The teen daughter would have been sleeping herself. The only time she would obstruct my nap is if it were her bi-annual seeking me out to talk. The noisiest of the bunch, the 12-year-old boy, was also out of the house, in the yard. Playing I don’t know what. Irresponsible mother, yes. Look, he came in alive to turn on the downstairs TV and ruin the last 30 minutes of the nap so I know his brain and fingers still work. He’s fine.
I had been to church this day and for some reason, going to church means a higher quality nap in the afternoon. Maybe it’s because I have less guilt - naps makes moms feel guilty. Probably because I got up earlier and went somewhere. It’s definitely a factor. I had cleaned house the day before and the hubby had taken us out for pizza so I had the double-bonus of a full belly and a clean kitchen.
The weather was perfect napping weather. This cloudy fall day was perfect. Rainy days are also nice... and snow, that’s always good too. Even sunny days don’t bother me. I like to open the shades and lay in the sun like a cat soaking up the rays. So, weather isn’t really a factor in my napping. I can nap in any weather.
It’s all about getting rid of distractions and guilt. Yep, now I know what to do. I can reinstate the Sunday afternoon snooze. I will leave my phone off in another room. I will get myself to church to be blessed by the music and the Word, and the extra boost to my nap is awesome. I will leave firm instructions to the 12-year-old and husband to bother me only if there’s blood involved. I will shut the door and read the paper, another Sunday tradition, then snooze to my heart’s content. Hey, I deserve this. So do you. Give it a try and let me know what your Sunday afternoon nap traditions are. Happy Snoozing!