He walked into the bedroom and stretched out on the bed.
Surprised, she looked at the clock. It was early — maybe not for you and I, but it was most certainly early for him — only 10:00 p.m. “Hon,” she said. “Are you going to sleep?”
“Not yet,” he answered. “I’m just going to rest here for a minuzzzzzzzzzzz.”
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Just a late night nap.
I knOw just how that works! But honestly… it happens to me at 2:00 in the afternoon!
oh yes, that sounds familiar – it’s usually me, not my wife….
ha! sounds vaguely familiar…
Ya, my dog is like that too.
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A little nap never hurt anybody.
That usually happens to me on the couch or the floor.
Nessa — that lasted all night.
Melli — OC, too. And me — often!
Alastair — maybe men just hate to admit they’re sleepy?
Juliana — men are men universally.
Alice — your comment made OC growl, so I guess he and Reba are even.
Dr. John — he was napping in the middle of the bed on top of the covers. That made my getting in a rather difficult maneuver — although I did manage it. He even sat up for a second and mumbled something about brushing his teeth. Then he dropped like a felled tree and resumed snoring.
Mumma — I take my best naps in the car while OC drives.
Sounds like me every night!
Very familiar
Hmm. Sounds like me.