Sunday, March 12, 2006
A Simple Pleasure
Not a day went by last week where my mind did not wander back to one of those simple joys of yesteryear. In those long ago days, I did not consider it a simple joy. Now I see that it was. I suppose it was just the effects of the strong cough medicine that the doctor prescribed for me but towards mid-afternoon, I would feel my eyes grow weary and my sight grow dim, much like the old Eagles tune, and I wished that I had a comfortable place to rest my tired bones. I longed for a nap.
Some years ago, I read where the Japanese instituted a twenty minute power nap. Workers could enter a berth and for twenty minutes rest and recharge. This seems like a good idea, but I am of the opinion that twenty minutes for a nap is just long enough to piss me off. I would prefer a nap much like the Mexican siesta; a two hour snooze-fest during the heat of the day. That would recharge me.
One of my Dad's favorite sayings came on weekends after lunch when he would glance around and announce, 'Let's choose up sides and take a nap.' I always wondered as a child why he always chose Mom. Later in life, I came to understand the difference between a Nap and a nap. A one hour Nap every day after lunch would probably do much more in the way of recharging my batteries than any snooze-fest.