Really. Truly. When did squeezing in a nap become more difficult then stuffing a size 16 booty into a size 2 pair of jeans? Hmmmmmm?
Because really, truly all I want is a nap. Just an hour long restful, quiet, peaceful nap.
The main problem is my work schedules. The secondary problem is the on the days I am home to take a nap, the child has no interest in my plan.
So, really the bags under my eyes, the slowness in my step, the tired ache in my voice they'll never go away.
I have turned myself over to a napless life.
