I got home from church yesterday at noon and promptly went to bed. I figured I would nap for an hour and then get ready for a meeting with our Stake Youth Committee, then go on with the family to celebrate our nephew Bryce as he was made an Elder in the church.
Instead, I was awakened at a quarter to four with the words "You up yet? It's time to go."
Holy Cow! I slept right through my 2:30 meeting and right on almost to 4 PM. I must have needed it.
I pulled two days work--Friday and Saturday--running one of the two bull pens for our county finals swim meets at our pool. Easily they were five plus hours in the sun each day. I attempted to keep up the energy and enthusiasm for the sake of the kids, if not their parents also, that everyone might have that much more a good time.
A swim meet is a lot of hurry up and wait. Our kids are great in that they get that, but sometimes it is excruciatingly boring waiting around for your race to be called. So I try to do what I can to make it minimally enjoyable while they are sitting and waiting with me.
Following Saturday's meet, we celebrated The Girl's birthday by taking her and a friend to Park City where we did some back-to-school clothes shopping at the outlets there. My memories of outlet shopping must be getting old--the deals were not what I had hoped, but it was a fun evening nonetheless. Then to finish the evening--now full on, night--we stopped at Macaroni Grill for some dinner and headed home.
I imagine that the nap was medically necessary. Without it I certainly couldn't have gotten through the family gathering without snarking at someone. And I'd never have had the energy to stop by and crash another neighborhood's party to deliver a birthday day gift to Dear Friend Taffy.
Ah, the joys of napping. Wish it was at least a weekly tradition.
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You do an awesome job in the bullpen!
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