Nap time

I have become quite in favour of siesta time for the past couple of months. My freelance work has dried up for the moment and as much as I read, watch shows and cook, I still find I have a lot of time on my hands. 

There is plenty to do around the house. I could cook more than two dishes a day, dust, clean and re-stock the kitchen shelves, wash the curtains etc. But alas, I am not that domestic. Also it is unbelievably hot here. So come 2.30 pm, I can be found lying in bed with a book, my eyes drooping and before you know it I am sound asleep. Here is my problem with afternoon naps, I can’t just cat-nap for half hour. I end up sleeping for a good two hours. I wake up cranky and sweaty (this heat I tell you!) with a slight headache. 

Worse still I can’t sleep in the night. My active imagination and C’s snoring keeps me company as I lie in bed and by the time I sleep it’s around 1 in the morning, this leads to not being able to get up the next morning and the vicious cycle continues, ad nauseam.

This afternoon, I tried my best to not go and lie in bed. I lasted till 3 pm and gave in. I somehow managed to nap for only half hour. It took everything I had to wake up. Now, to wait and see if the cycle has been broken. Tomorrow, I hope to avoid my afternoon nap completely — lofty goals!

April Showers

It rained two nights ago and yesterday it was cloudy and thundering. The temperatures cooled down a tad, but there was more humidity in the air- guess you can’t have it all. I hope the rains continue and the temperature drops. Apparently, one should never buy/eat the mangoes that come into the market right after the April showers, since these rains are usually acid rains. I learn something new everyday. And if you already knew that, good for you! 

Giving thanks

One of the joys of not having a regular 9-5 office job is that I hardly ever suffer from Monday morning blues. Since it is getting warmer in Hyderabad, this morning I made full use of the cool morning breeze and lazed in bed till about 8. I then spent the rest of the morning pottering about, dusting and putting a load in the washing machine. After the help came and left, leaving behind a swept and mopped home with the lingering scent of lizol ( I love that smell), I ate a jam and butter filled sandwich. Now I lie on the sofa, cushions comfortable arranged, a cup of tea, the curtains drawn to keep out the heat, and a kindle filled with books. As I decide on a novel to keep me company for the rest of the day, I give thanks that I have the luxury of spending my Monday in this way.