Did your mother insist that you make your bed every day as a child?
Mine did.
I was quite young when I discovered that if I planned things very carefully, I could ease gently into the still-tucked sheets at night. I became very adept at sleeping snugly ensconced there so that I barely disturbed the covers at all. In the mornings, I could slide right back out of those sheets with the hospital corners almost completely intact if I played my cards right. It certainly made making the bed a much simpler process.
So, you can imagine that it was sheer torture for me when one morning, my father, in desperate attempts to rouse me from a deep slumber, yanked the covers off of me, towards the end of the bed. This was after three or four attempts at waking me, all to no avail. That, however, made me jolt out of that bed like a bat out of hell.
These days, of course, I make the bed every day…but I only make the bed with hospital corners at the bottom end… I leave the blankets out at the top end of the bed, and I smooth out a nice comforter over the whole thing so that it minimizes the difficulty of that morning ritual.
Life is good.
“If people were meant to pop out of bed, we’d all sleep in toasters.” (-unknown)
