The Unpardonable Sin

Today I did the unthinkable. dun dun dun....

I took a nap. On the couch. For 45 minutes. I probably would have slept longer but the phone rang, so I did the whole shake off the sleep thing in my mind, found my best professional voice, and said "Hello this is Kate." Regular readers know I work from home, so when the phone rings I never know if it's going to be a work call or just some crazy friend or family member chatting it up in the middle of the afternoon.
This was in fact a work call, a client who was going to be dropping off some paperwork in about five minutes. I obviously didn't want her to think that I was snoring away under my desk the whole afternoon, so I, faster than lightning, changed out of my sweats, fluffed my hair, opened the door, and said with a huge smile on my face, "Hi, I'm so glad you found us okay, come on in and let's go over your paperwork."
If she only knew.
I feel like I'm confessing some huge sin in telling you that I napped! Aren't we supposed to be too busy to nap, aren't our children, our jobs, our husbands, or atleast housework supposed to require all of our waking hours? Aren't we supposed to be run ragged every day of our lives? Maybe I'm just the crazy exception to that rule.
But you know, there are days when I am a superhero - I bleach the entire house, make dinner, do preschool with Kaydn Rye, and get in 8 hours of work all while baking roll out cookies on the side...but then there are other days....when I barely get in three hours of work, sit and look out the window when I should be making dinner, blow off all the errands I had lined up for the day, let the bed go unmade the entire day, and tell Kaydn that he needs to go play with his toys in his room while I space out.
Is that so wrong?