My dearest friend, the afternoon nap.
We’ve been together for such a long time. Best friends in fact since we fell out with your cousin, the morning nap about two years ago.
We’ve spent three years adhering to your stringent rules.
It is with regret that we must part company. It’s not you, it’s me. Well, Boo to be precise. When she started playing up at bedtime, I tried ignoring you but I was in denial.
Whereas before we spent hours trying to find you, we are now spending hours trying to keep you away.
You came back briefly this week and I secretly rejoiced, but when Boo was still up at 9pm that night, I realised, we had to say goodbye for good.
I will miss you.
The things I could get done while you were with us.
Who knew, the whole house could be tidied, washing done, dinner made or blog written?
I have been wondering what I will do now you are no longer here.
I guess the house will be a mess most of the time now. Washing will spend days in the ironing basket. Dinner will most likely be quick. The blogging will now have to wait until Boo’s bedtime unless I can squeeze a post in during a morning’s Peppa Pig episode.
My other lament is the times when I had a sneaky afternoon nap too. What will I do now? I imagine I will have to drink more coffee and maybe even invest in some matchsticks. For that, I feel you are a bit selfish.
What naps giveth, you take away in a heartbeat.
However I do want to leave on a high note, you selfish
It’s been a ball.