Refurbished from an old post (November 1, 2012) on my old blog.
Want to see a twinkle in the eye of a lady on the plus side of 50?
Brawny-chested men won’t do it.
Chocolate? Possibly, but there is a more immediate craving.
Jewels? Vacations? A lifetime supply of Oil of Olay Deep Wrinkle Remover? Is that the best you have?
Fuzzy slippers, an afghan and a recliner?
Now you are talking.
We don’t always want our pulses to race, our taste buds to quiver or our social status to elevate.
We want a nap.
Not a long one. Enough to release stress but not so long that we forget what year it is. Or which millennium.
Our sleep should be deep enough for little cherubs to do a happy dance in the corners of our mind, but not so deep that the cherubs metamorphose into winged dust globules with digestive issues.
A satisfying nap will do a woman more good than a shot of Botox, a shot of 5 Hour Energy or a Valium shot. It will give her brain a chance to clear, her creativity and energy a chance to recharge and those funny little wrinkles along her top lip a chance to relax.
We’ve been storing away missed nap opportunities for years. Now, with kids a bit older and fewer commitments, we want to cash in on all the naps we pined for during our education years, our child-rearing years, our career-building years.
The nap helps build stamina. It is good for our hearts. It helps make up for sleep lost at night because of demented hormones, a snoring spouse or a barking dog.
Ladies. Throw off the shackles of guilt, the fear that we’ll be labelled as lazy and libeled as slugs.
Stonewall Jackson, Ronald Reagan, Winston Churchill, Thomas Edison, JFK, and Napoleon Bonaparte all benefited from naps. They achieved greatness.
And they are all men.
This, my friends, is why women our age do not get the notice we deserve.
We aren’t famous because we’re behind on our naps.
Let’s change all that, starting about 1pm today.
Cuddle down, cover up, and snooze. Rise up, go forth, and change the world.
A grateful nation may name an airport for you.
Or at the very least, a dessert.
Photo by elizabeth lies on Unsplash
Prude, your vast wisdom has given us an answer long-awaited. Women will shower gratitude (in the form of Dove chocolates) at your feet! 😀
Gratitude in the form of chocolate is one of my favorites.
Oh, do I relate. And grin. Yep, I’m grinning here!
I can just picture that grin 🙂
Hilarious! You make naps sound so appealing that I wish I had the desire for them! Naps make me feel worse afterward. Maybe there’s something wrong with me. 🙂
Consider yourself fortunate. That is probably how you manage to get 10x the writing done that I do. You aren’t lying on the sofa sawing logs 😉
I’m not a regular napper, but I’ve been known to crash on the couch! Your reasoning is sound!
You’re young yet 😉