Naps make me cranky

Today, I felt like the chick in Tangled when she sang When will My Life Begin, about how she keeps herself busy at home.

Now, I understand I may lose a little credibility quoting a Disney movie song but it was the first thing I thought of when recapping the day. Sometimes, I feel like songs from these kids movies are catchier, more meaningful and more relatable than half the craptastic songs on the radio. And, be honest, you liked Tangled too.

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The purpose of that spiel was to describe the bored-busyness of my day. I cleaned the house from top to bottom, baked apple strudel muffins, toasted cinnamon sugar almonds (those were 5-star quality) and make baked potato soup from scratch. Not to mention the reading, and movie watching and poop cleaning (don’t ask).

By the time I sat down to watch that movie, I fell asleep, only to wake up 30 minutes later in crankytown. You see, I never take naps. This is why. I don’t want to cook dinner. I don’t want to do those dishes and I didn’t want blog, I didnt even want to Pinterest (and that is just unheard of).

What’s the deal with that? Why am I a bad napper? I’d love to enjoy a 15-minuter every now and then wihtout being cranky the rest of the day. It’s a disease really.

Logan just asked me to cuddle. Ok. I’ll do that.

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