Post-LARP naps feel amazing and awful all at once. I can always barely keep my eyes open on Sundays following events and I always swear it’ll be worth it to take a quick nap. But it never is.
And I fall for it every damn time. You would think I’d learn by now. I probably never will. I don’t get those sweet post-LARP naps as much anymore with my toddler around, though, so I pretty much just pass out as soon as he goes to sleep. It’s a decent compromise.
n00b mama 