Restorer of mental processes, renewer of fuzzing brains. And to be honest, scourge of small children, hated interruption to those plans of taking over the world. Or at least all the toys.

As an adult, I wish I’d taken more. When my kids went down for a nap, that meant I could finally get to things without interruption. Later, with them in school, I had until after school. All the out of the house chores had to be finished by mid-afternoon, because after school stuff, homework, dinner took the rest of the day.

And crazy as it sounds, the routine of Everything away from the house Must Be Done by 3:30 stayed with me long after they went to college. So no nap then either.

Took me a while to realize I really did have a life in the later afternoon. I know, slow learning process. And sleep deprivation.

Which is why in the last couple of years, a 20 minute snooze has become my secret weapon. As a morning person, I usually have more brain power first part of the day but hit a drag point around 2 or 3 in the afternoon, before the to-do list is beaten down to manageable levels.

Taking a nap means I get stuff done without having to re-do them.

Turns out, lots of people take naps. Winston Churchill (as reported by Google) often took 20 to 30 minutes naps, even changing in pajamas to insure he rested. Thomas Edison, Leonardo De Vinci, Margaret Thatcher…they all napped because they were busy, inventive and they had STUFF TO DO.

I wake up in the morning saying that. Ask Long Suffering Husband. He thinks it’s my motto. And kinda is. ‘Cause it’s true.

Ah, naps.