Now that’s news I can really use (standard:humor, 899 words)
Author: Godspenman	Added: May 13 2013	Views/Reads: 2462/1864	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
I have a terrible confession to get off my chest. It is a secret I have tried to hide from family and friends for years. Up to this point, I have been fairly successful in hiding this but I believe the time has come to clear the air.

I have a terrible confession to get off my chest. It is a secret I have
tried to hide from family and friends for years. Up to this point, I 
have been fairly successful in hiding this but I believe the time has 
come to clear the air. 

Having a secret is a terrible burden to bear especially around people
who know you. You always run the risk that somebody is going to find 
out and then tell everybody and then the whole world knows your secret. 
The purpose of a secret is so that nobody knows. If it gets out, it is 
no longer a secret. 

I even tried to keep this from the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage,
which comes as close to walking on water as I have ever come. Several 
times, she has come close to finding out this deep seated secret of 
mine. 

Even though this is risky business, I need to make a full confession.
Someone has said that confession is good for the soul, but I am not 
quite sure. 

My confession is this, and please do not hate me because of it, I love
to take afternoon naps. 

There, I said it. I am not sure what it did for my soul but I do not
feel any happier about making this confession. 

I am a firm believer in what some people refer to as the “power nap.”
The problem is I live amongst a people that believe if you take a nap 
in the afternoon you are either very young are getting very old. The 
former is not the issue, and I will take issue with the latter. 

I must admit that there was a time in my life when I did not take time
out for naps. In fact, I had a hard time going to bed before midnight. 
I hated going to bed and could not wait until morning came so I could 
jump out of bed and get back to work. Do not get me wrong, I was not a 
workaholic. I just liked what I was doing. 

I am not sure when it started but I noticed a few years ago I was not
resisting going to bed like before. I did not fight it is much as I 
used to. If the truth were known, hopefully it won't be, as soon as my 
head hit the pillow the Sandman started doing his thing. 

It was not long before I started sneaking 40 winks in the afternoon. 

I distinctly remember one afternoon when my wife came in and said,
“You're not taking a nap, are you?” 

I know lying is not a good thing, especially to your spouse. Sometimes
when you are in a fixed such as I was in at that moment, the truth 
scampers in the opposite direction. 

“No,” I stuttered as she looked at me. “I was just meditating.” 

“I guess everybody snores when they're meditating,” she said with a
smirk on her face. 

From then on, it was a game trying to get in a nap without getting into
trouble. I did find out that after one of my “power naps” I was able to 
do a lot more work. However, I kept that bit of information to myself. 

Then my whole world changed. 

Don't you like it when something happens proving you are right? It does
not happen very often to me, when it does, I relish it like a freshly 
baked Apple Fritter. 

I happened to be watching some television news program. I confess I was
half dozing and watching at the same time, but suddenly they said 
something that got my full salute attention. 

According to the news story, and they can't put it on TV unless it's
true, right? But according to this story, research showed that there 
was a great deal of benefits associated with afternoon naps. 

That was enough for me and I, like the gentleman I am, called for my


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