I am sitting on our new comfy chair in the corner of the living room, doing some research for a few design projects. Rama is napping on the sofa beside me. I’m tempted to take a nap, too. I’ve developed a habit for afternoon naps while nursing a cold this past week, and I’m wondering if this is one habit I need to break. Other cultures have siestas. Why can’t I?
Rama starts a new teaching job next week, and so ends our summer vacation. We’ve had a good one–a great one, filled with cross-country family visits, trips to the beach and the pool, frisbees and kites, summer fruits and BBQs and many a blockbuster film.
I’ll be especially sad to say goodbye to our mid-week lunches and afternoon dates, which have made me feel like a teenager again.
But just as I did when I was a kid, I feel a bit of excitement along with the back-to-school dread. I know that there are many adventures to be had this fall, and I’m looking forward to each and every one.
For now, maybe a tiny nap?