I don't do naps.

Once again, I am convinced naps are horrid. They may feel good in the moment, but the aftermath is insidious. I have just woken from a three hour nap that I didn't mean to take. The oven is on, my body is exhausted, and all I want to to right now is sleep. I have work to do, so I can't. Somehow I have to wake up to do things all over again! The weekend needs to get here.