“I claim the Law of Nap!”
Let me back up a bit.
As noted previously, we’ve been watching The Witcher. There’s a curious custom within the series called the Law of Surprise.
It seems that if you save someone’s life in the Witcher universe, you’ll most likely get a reward. “How can I ever repay you?” the saved person will say. (It sometimes works like that in our world too.) They might offer money, or a favor, or something they deem as worth for having been saved.
Instead of taking whatever is offered the savior can claim the Law of Surprise. This means they can delay getting a reward until some time has passed, and get ‘something you don’t know you have.’ It could be anything – a horse, a meal, a garden tool, whatever. Usually a Witcher will ask for an as yet unborn child. Witchers are unable to reproduce, so if they want new recruits, they have to get children from somewhere. So, they’ll often return many years later and claim a child that was born to the person saved.
Now back to the start.
This morning, Sirocco woke me up at a quarter to six. He was on the other side of the bedroom, and Magdalena was asleep on the floor between us. Since Sirocco couldn’t get around her his modus operandi was to sit there and whine. Loudly. Until I got up.
The wife slept through this, and indeed she got to sleep an extra hour or two.
We had plans to get together with friends today but one of them came down sick and had to cancel. The wife pivoted and decided we would work on the Christmas trees instead.
We have three trees at the house. We have them up and ready to be decorated. All of the ornaments and decorations are upstairs in the Christmas room. Since the wife has trouble getting up ad down the stairs, I spent the day running up and down the stairs, going through the boxes in the Christmas room (which are stacked wall-to-wall and have not been unpacked or sorted), calling down to the wife about the contents, and if she deemed them necessary, taking them downstairs to her. Then we would put the decorations on the tree(s). I also managed to get the extension cords run so we can light up the trees.
When we finally finished for the day I announced “I claim the Law of Nap!”
Much like The Witcher’s Law of Surprise, I declare I can take a nap after doing a lot of work around the house.
I went to lie down and get some sleep. And it was going well, until a certain small furry person who shall remain Sirocco-less, sat outside the bedroom door. Whining. Loudly. It was dinner time and he wanted to be fed.
“What do you have against me sleeping? What about the Law of Nap?” I asked the furball.
“I never studied law,” he responded.
Everybody’s a comedian.
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