I don’t usually fess up to stuff, not when I don’t HAVE to. I mean, if no one is around, no one was harmed, and it is more than a bit embarrassing, why bother? What happens between Me, Myself, and I , frankly, should stay that way. Who NEEDS to know that stuff? For whatever reason, I have this burning need to be truthful. So even though it’s none of your business, I’ll let you in on a little tidbit of ridiculousness. There have been many days that have been hard lately, and somedays are harder than others. There are times that in the process of doing my day, I’ll feel like I need two naps to get through it. Other times I am fine. It’s not a big deal. When the naps sneak up on me, or the NEED for one, I always obey them. It’s an agreement I made with myself a while ago; to never berate myself for my body’s needs in this, and to just give myself the refresher I need to go about living life as best I can. So I stop what I’m doing and grab a couch, snooze for 30 mins to an hour if needed, then I’m ready to tackle anything. So what happens when the nap sneaks up on me and I’ve been out running errands? I already only go within a 10-15 minute drive from my house. If I HAVE to go further, I have come up with a creative way to do it, I break the drive up into 10-15 minute blocks and run an errand between or stop the car and lean the seat back and give my brain a rest. This is working. What isn’t working is the sneaky nap needs. I’ve not shared this with anyone, but there have been several times I have taken little short cat naps in the back of the soccer-mom van and then gone about grocery shopping, or driving the rest of the way home. The answer is to not stop going out in case this need arrises. The answer is to get creative and adjust to my changing brain and it’s needs. I refuse to give up living life and being a mom and doing mom-ish kinda stuff, and having my independence. I simply refuse. That said, I don’t dare refuse to listen to my brain when it tells me to catch a catnap, as the dropsy – falling while awake feeling signaling that the body is falling asleep while awake – means “behave or disaster.” Doing the dropsy behind a wheel isn’t okay. I ALWAYS obey the call to nap. What’s embarrassing about all this? Well have YOU ever opened up a van door from the backseat, unfolded yourself from it, straightening your clothes, fixing your askew hair, and felt eyes on you wondering what in tarnation you had been up to back there? No, you’ve never done it? Then don’t ask… Cause Me, Myself, and I, we know and it feels downright ridiculous. Trust me. (But it feels way better than an accident or worse.) So I will continue to embarrass myself when needed. There’s always something around here to be humbling me! P.S. Someone needs to make a van seat that leans fully flat or a back bench that is a heck of a lot more comfortable. Just sayin.