Napping comes highly recommended by my husband, my friends, and my colleagues.
I came home today and found everyone out for a walk, so I decided to take advantage of the quiet and empty house and give it a whirl. I had hoped it would refresh me and/or provide me with some ideas for writing.
Forty minutes later, I woke up to the door closing. Eventually, I reluctantly pulled myself out of bed, for I was warm, still foggy, and happy where I was beneath the covers.
Unfortunately, no ideas had emerged from my nap, and I was still sleepy.
The sun was still shining and it was fairly warm, so I ventured outside, hoping the fresh air would pick me up and get my brain working. I was observing my surroundings and looking for something to spark an idea.
Instead, all I could think about was what I would do if it were not a school night - all of which involved more relaxing, not correcting or planning.
So, if it were not a school night, I would:
- sit outside by a fire with a glass of wine
- binge-watch this season of Grey's Anatomy
- hunker down under a blanket and read, but probably fall back asleep
- work on a puzzle
- go on a walk
- correct for an hour
- plan for tutoring
- clean the kitchen
- fold the laundry