You must sleep some time between lunch and dinner, and no half-way measures. Take off your clothes and get into bed. That’s what I always do. Don’t think you will be doing less work because you sleep during the day. That’s a foolish notion held by people who have no imagination. You will be able to accomplish more.
Well, I must say, it is edifying to know that Sir Winston Churchill and I are on the same page.
I don’t just like naps; I adore them. . . and sometimes that’s a little embarrassing. Napping seems so, so–I don’t know–lazy and inefficient. It was much easier to justify when I could pawn it off on my children. I guarded their nap time like the Swiss Guard protects the Pope. But now that they refuse to nap with a red hot passion I’ve had to own up to it–it is really about my nap time.
Truth is, I’ve always been this way. During college, I loved nothing more than rushing back from class to take an afternoon nap. When I moved to D.C. I was horrified to learn that daily naps were not acceptable in the real world (dark days, indeed). But, at least I was able to eek out a nap or two on the weekends. Now that I no longer number in the daily workforce I can pretty much juggle my schedule around to find twenty minutes for a nap.
And I am here to tell you that it is what gets me through the day.
Oh, sure, there are numerous studies now showing that a nap is good for productivity and health. And history is replete with famous nappers, but I don’t need any of that to prove what I already know. By checking out for a few minutes, I am able to come back to the day refreshed with new energy and creativity. More than once, a plot line that has had me flummoxed somehow works itself out during those twenty minutes of sweet slumber.
And if naps helped Churchill lead the British through World War II, well then, I rest my case (pun intended).