Important stuff we are talking about today people. We are talking about beds... or bed making to be more specific.
I was chatting to a friend at the kid's rugby training the other day about bed making, as you do when a group of women are bored out of their brains. Actually we were debating more than we were chatting and we were both on opposing teams when it comes to the question of do you or don't you make the bed in the morning?
If you haven't guessed already, I am head cheerleader on team make the bed.
What can I say?
I like to get into bed at night to a made up bed with the electric blanket on and I even go so far as to spray a little vanilla room spray I keep on my bedside table for a little added indulgence.
I am so team make the bed that I make it literally as soon as I get up in the morning.
I totally get why my friend takes the meh can't be bothered approach. She figures you are going to mess it up again anyway at night so why go to all the effort.
She also raised the argument that an unmade bed airs the mattress better than a bed that is all neatly tucked in and therefore reduces the risk of bed bugs.
I can't really comment on that as I have not yet Googled it sufficiently. But even if it proves to be true, I know that personally I just wouldn't be able to do it. I simply cannot leave the bed unmade.
I liken it to how I can't go to bed at night without the cushions on the couch having been put back into place, the kitchen left in a state of distress or the front door left unlocked.
I guess it's just a quirk of mine. All be it I'm sure a very annoying one to live with.
As for the kid's beds?
My care factor is zero.
I used to race around every morning and make their beds for them in between tidying up their rooms, finding dirty clothes and playing referee to who gets the non nubby socks.
Then I wised up and made it a job that they were responsible for instead.
For ages I tried to teach them about hospital corners and folded top sheets, but their bed making skills or lack there of made me all jittery and caused my OCD tendencies to go into overdrive and I would cry with despair "Why ohhh WHYYYYY can't you get it? Fold first THEN tuck" before falling in a heap on the floor in a very melodramatic fashion.
I'm now at the stage one gets when they have beaten their head against a brick wall day in and day out for 13 years.
I've realised that if I keep beating my head against that wall it is going to continue to hurt... or possibly leave me brain dead. Either or.
These days, if they pull the quilt up and throw their pillows kinda sorta where they are supposed to go, then I am happy with that.
But our bed. Made with hospital corners Every . Single . Day.
What about you? Where do you stand on this very important subject.
Do you make the bed when you get up in the morning?
Do you make your kid's beds every day or insist that they do?
