It’s a great feeling to snooze on the podium

If you remember, I wrote last week about the snow that was coming and preparing for a potential loss of power and being snowed in. Half of that happened.

I also pledged to take plentiful naps. All of that happened.

With all the thanks to Mother Nature, I found myself with five days in a row off work last week.

While the roads froze, our pipes didn’t, and we also didn’t lose electricity, which means it would have been prime time for me to be a very productive human being and take care of some business.

So I did. I grabbed life squarely by the shoulders as the first sheets of freezing rain came down Wednesday and said, “hush.” Then I turned off my phone and took a nap.

Thursday, with a couple inches of snow on top of the way more than anticipated ice, I decided napping was officially a winter Olympic sport - or at least it should be - and I participated in my second day of trials.

Icy roads forced me to cancel my appointment to get my hair cut Friday - I knew this because all my friends on Facebook who own big trucks were hiring out their services that morning. This meant I had time for another nap.

By Saturday, I had trained hard and gave it my best. I think I won the gold in extemporaneous napping, or maybe it was a dream. Either way I woke up in time to watch Olympic ice skaters, also known as accomplished people who don’t have time to take naps. That explained a lot to me.

Sunday, I decided enough was enough and that it was time to be somebody. So, I spent the morning writing about the events of the previous four days.

I also went grocery shopping, picked up prescriptions, gave my dog a bath and vacuumed.

Then this somebody took a nap, because “once an Olympian, always an Olympian” is my motto.