(Not my bedroom!)
No rest for the weary?
I'm not to sure if we qualify as weary, but we sure aren't getting much rest!
In Mexico, we have 2-hour lunches. This gives us plenty of time to eat and if we're lucky, we can take a little nap. Yes, the famous siesta!
But there are times, no matter how tired you might be or how inviting the bed looks, you just can't seem to rest. The universe just isn't willing to let you take that lovely nap that would help you to recharge your batteries.
Hubby closes shop a little early and we all enjoy the wonderful meal I've prepared.
We've finished eating. Kiddies get to watch TV, while I clean the table and leave the dishes soaking in the sink to wash later.
Hubby lays down to rest, while I sit at the foot of the bed trying to figure out what's wrong with my computer and maybe do some blogging.
Hubby is sleeping soundly. And he looks so relaxed. The sunlight is streaming in through the bedroom window, making the bed look even more enticing.
I can't take it anymore! I can work on the computer later. I could really use a nap. Let me tell the kiddies to turn down the t.v. and to play quietly while Hubby and I take a nap.
I kick off my sandals, let my hair down and lay down to take a nap. (Sigh!) The bed feels even better than it looked. (Sigh again!)
The kiddies turn the TV up way too loud, startling both Hubby and me. I get up and ask them to turn it down.
Lay down again to take a nap. (Sigh!) I really need it!
One of Hubby's customers knocks on the door to drop off 4 chairs. Hubby is still sleeping peacefully and he looks so cute, so I get up to attend to the customer.
Customer leaves. I check in on the kiddies; all is well. Since it's only 3 o'clock, I still have time to enjoy a nap.
El Panadero (bread man) knocks on the door and of course, all of the kiddies are starving. So I get up, let the kiddies pick their bread from the basket and then pay Bread Man.
Kiddies want to eat their pastries with a glass of milk. Serve kiddies their milk. Glance at clock and decided that even though I may not get to take a nap, I need to lay down to rest for a while.
Phone rings. It's a wrong number. Ugh!!! I was so close to falling asleep.
It's more than obvious that I'm not going to be able to nap or rest, so I lay down to read a book and fall asleep minutes later.
3: 40 PM:
Hubby wakes up, then whispers sweetly, "Enjoy your nap."
Hubby opens La Tapicería (our upholstery shop) and lets the kiddies ride their bikes. The kiddies make tons of noise getting their bikes out the front door.
The kiddies scream, "It's raining!" I think to myself, "That's nice. Nothing like taking a nap while it's raining." Then I suddenly remember that I did 3 loads of laundry earlier and the clothes are outside drying on the clothesline.
Jump out of bed. Begin desperate search for my sandals. Make mad dash to the back patio to bring in my laundry. No point in going back to bed now. Might as well get to work on those dishes.
My inner Scarlett O'Hara declares, "Tomorrow is another day!"