Sometimes Sunday naps are a necessity rather than a luxury
After a night with the bulldozer (see yesterday's post), and making cinnamon sugar almonds, King Ranch casserole, corn casserole, Cherry Pineapple Dump Cake, and brownies, plus straightening up the house, having a party, then staying up late talking to Rakia past midnight, I was exhausted going to bed last night. However, I'm not sleeping well in the new bed that was delivered on Monday. At all. My parents came over for leftovers after church, and once I cleaned up most of the kitchen, I felt like a zombie. I needed my nap so terribly bad. Not a "I'd like to take a nap." It was "I have to take a nap." For over two hours. I know we all say it every weekend, but anyone else with me on needing one more day before getting back to the never ending to do list tomorrow? Since the beginning of February, it's been all about packing, moving, unpacking, painting, hanging up pictures and curtains, going out of town shopping for stuff for the house, cleanin...