I got home from work yesterday around 6:30 PM. I was exhausted and it was cool out, so I jumped in bed.
I slept about an hour, woke, felt that drugged-like tired feeling, so wept back to sleep. This happened a few more time, until I finally woke a little before 9:30 PM. I then made eggs and read until after midnight before going back to bed for the night.
I got home this evening around 5:30. Know what? I again jumped in bed! Though this time I woke at around 8:30.
Both naps were awesome. If I weren’t going away tomorrow, I’d do it again.
Naps are way better than regular sleep. I’ve had the opportunity to work from home lately, and there are numerous occasions when a nap fits in just right. They can be dangerous, though. I’ve caught myself favoring napping over work. You can only take that so far. If I’m in the office it’s rarely an issue. If I’m at home waiting on assignments, all bets are off.
You’re lucky. I love naps too. The problem is, if I come home from work at 6:30 and nap until 9:30, there’s no way I’m falling asleep around midnight. I’ll probably be wide awake until 3 or 4 AM.
In college, this was no problem, and I napped several times a week. But when I have to get up for work at 7 AM the next day, it doesn’t work out so well.
I love naps crawling into the bed when feeling weary and spent, in the middle of the day feels awesome!
Unfortunately I’m one of those people who wakes from a nap crabbier than a three year old with a bee sting. And it doesn’t pass quickly, I’m thick headed and stumbly, and need a little alone time to come out of it.
So, I love the nap, but the nap seems to never want to release its grip on me somehow!
I’m actually the same way, but living alone, it doesn’t matter!
However, there are times that I nap, only to wake with the worst depression on earth; it can be like my world is comign to an end. Those times suck, but are thankfully not too often.
I feel asleep last night at 1am, then woke before my alarm at 6:20. I feel great!
I work from home and have done so for about 15 years now. It’s always been my thing to be quite rigid about my schedule - I get up, I sit in the office, I stop at 5 PM and exit the office.
A few years ago I started to realize that everyone thinks I watch TV, do chores, nap, go to the store, etc during the work day. I don’t do any of this! Even if I’m not actively working I am in my office 8 hours a day.
But then work got slow and I was like “Well, everyone thinks I’m napping so I’m going to start napping!” So I’d take a nap during the day. Probably about an hour - that is how long I naturally fall asleep for.
I stopped for a while but in the last couple months my back started hurting so I was like “I should lie down and ease my back.” Back to the hour-long nap!
Today it’s cold and rainy. I hope I can squeeze one in!
20 minutes is the limit for me. Up to 20 minutes, a nap has the desired outcome. More than 20 minutes and I’ll wake up cranky, and usually with a headache. Ex-wife (who was an Olympic level nap taker) hated dealing with me if I took an extended nap. Not the reason for the divorce though. Thats another thread.
Sometimes in the afternoon, I’ll go and lie down, and then I’ll get an itch somewhere, and I’ll scratch it, and then I’ll itch somewhere else, and so on. That’ll prevent me from sleeping. Then afterwards I just won’t be able to get to sleep. Then time rolls on, and I think to myself, “Oh no, what if I won’t be able to sleep in the time I’ve allotted myself?” and “I could be doing something more productive than lying here doing nothing and failing at napping.” These thoughts cause enough anxiety to keep me awake.
Unless going back to sleep after the alarm goes off counts as napping. I’m the best at that.
