Nap Monster Attack

Got home last night and felt tierd, well I suppose the correct word to describe it was crap, I was feeling crap.

I made myself a delightful dinner of sausages and beans with cheese. (Quite tasty if a bit country hick)

Still the crapness remained.
So to combat it I lay on my lounge room floor with a pillow over my face and, luckily for me, Alpha decided to plonk with-in scratching distance, so scratching the cat I fell asleep.

Or at least I thought I did.

I "woke up" half an hour later with a very sore arm, after having most of my body weight resting on it, (That is a lot of weight buckeroos) and remembering most of what happened on the TV while I was "asleep". It sort of reminded me of how you can feel when you have drunk to much, but somehow suddenly become sober and in pain. Not good, not good at all.

It took me a good hour or two to get over my "restful" nap.

Should have just toughed out the crapness. That will learn me.