In order to gain a real understanding let’s back up to Saturday night.
it’s 11-ish PM and we have just done our final lights, door, kid-check.
I’m in pj’s, lights are out, I am ready to sleep.
That’s when it hits, the itchy eye.
Just one. The right one. I don’t know why—but it has traditionally been my right one. Then I remember I haven’t taken off my make-up–b/c that’s how I roll.
So…go and take off the make up hoping that it will help the itchiness.
15 minutes later it’s a no-go. Short of gouging out my eye with a spoon—the only real option is some drugs.
Zyrtec is in my bathroom drawer. I have tried different medications and they all work about the same. I have learned my best option is to take them at night—especially the 24 hour extended release ones. They tend to make me tired. Did some research—turns out chemically they are close to a sleeping pill. Nice.
Don’t want to bore you here—but its important backstory. Seriously. If there’s one thing I have learned from Dr. D—it’s the importance of backstory.
So—Saturday night—took a 24 hour extended release Zyrtec.
Sunday morning came nice and early. Thanks to the Zyrtec I was feeling pretty mellow. Factor 1
Today was Stake Conference. We had Elders Cardon and Bennett from the 2nd Quorum of the 70—a real treat! We got to church 30 minutes early and scored a pew. It was exciting.
I was really enjoying the service—especially since Jeff was playing referee between Nathan and Ryan.
About 45 minutes in we had one speaker who spoke so gently and smoothly that I started feeling that napping feeling. Factor 2
Thankfully he didn’t speak long so I perked back up and made it thru the rest of the service.
Came home, had a yummy lunch that I can’t even remember, but it filled me up. Kids continued an argument that had begun in the car and before you know it they are in their rooms.
The house is quiet Factor 3.
It was then that I knew the time had come—the Sunday Nap.
Have you ever had a nap that you struggled to get up from? Where you can hear sounds around you and you know life is going on but you are so comatose that you can’t even roll over?
That was me. From 1-4:30.
So here I am, almost 11 Sunday night, feeling a slight tired feeling, but not drowsy.
The blessing and the curse of Sunday afternoon naps.