Day 626: Morning Naps

All right, I did get out of work more or less on time yesterday, but the stuff undone still gave me insomnia. So I’m not sure if that’s a net win or not.

Lying awake can actually be productive, in a sense, if you want to lean into it a bit: the insomnia’s due to basically doing three people’s work in one job, but having nothing to do but think about it for a while — thank you, Operation Don’t Get Up (it’s weird that this started as a cat thing — I thought it had always been an insomnia thing) — meant I could triage things in my mind and at least come up with a reasonable plan of attack for today.

So with that in mind, I’m going back to my morning nap plan — I’m going to get set up for the day and see if I can get another hour of sleep in. It’s a weird lifestyle, but if it works, it works.

Day 134: Naps are the best

I don’t want to overstate this. I think naps are God’s greatest achievement and how we know he wants us to be happy.

Maybe that’s overstating it a little.

But after a great nap yesterday, I felt, well, great. I don’t know why I don’t nap on weekend days all the time. I don’t know why we don’t have siestas.

Because it was a classic nap. Open schedule. Clean sheets. Great temperature: not too warm, but not too cool. I was genuinely tired, but not exhausted.

I slept for about 25-30 minutes, and when I woke up  I got up, rather than overnapping and getting logey for the rest of the day.

So: naps. They’re great.

Naps are hard to achieve at work.

I wish we lived in a working culture that supports naps. Yes, there’s about an article a week somewhere that talks about naps. Extolling naps’ virtues. Pointing out companies that allow naps. Joke ‘nap tips.’  But I’m skeptical about napping ever being a real, allowed thing at the office.

And frankly, I think that’s fair. I think I’d be a responsible and diligent napper. But as somebody who has worked in a lot of different offices, both as a worker and a manager, I can see how napping would be an administrative nightmare. We can barely manage lunches.

But: naps. They’re the best! My wife suffers from being a non-napper: she’s either awake, or down for the count. The idea of 30 minutes of sleep without being groggy and angry for the next few hours is foreign to her. It’s sad.

I know myself well enough to know that after-work naps are not in the cards for me. If I could lie down for 30 minutes when I get home in the evening, that would be awesome. Probably a good ‘reset’ for food and sobriety for the night as well. But it’s too late in the day; if I try to sleep past 5 I’m sleeping, not napping.

Even so. Naps. The best. Fin.