Wednesday, February 3, 2010

How to properly make a bed...

I am just going to say it.
I googled 'how to make a bed'.
It isn't the first time I have experienced 'google shame', but this was an all time low.
Don't get me wrong, I kinda make it. If you saw it you would think it was pretty, but that is only because it is covered with lots of throw pillows and a fluffy duvet cover. Underneath...
it's a mess. I just don't get the sheet thing. I never know how to fold and tuck so I end up just shoving the excess under the mattress and covering it up with the the spread.

Bottom line is that I actually found a tutorial, ( on Martha's website, of course) watched it, and I still don't get it.
I was frustrated for a minute until I realized that this whole 'bed making' problem could possibly have happened for a reason. Is it a metaphor for my life? When things get messy, or I don't understand something, I kinda just cover it up instead of really addressing the issue and fixing it. Maybe this is the reason I go shopping when I am upset, spend too much money, end up going over budget, and then shop more.Sometimes I just feel like it is better not to know what is going on "underneath the covers" and the problems will go away. Wow. Do I need to go to therapy? Or did I just discover the root of all my issues and now that I am aware I will be better? Who knows... but for now I'm just going to crawl into my big messy bed while my kids nap, put the covers over my head and forget about it.



Holly O. said...

I'm so happy to see this is from aunt. I don't believe in making beds. I am not good at it and I think it is a waste of time.

I wish I was joking.

natasha said...

my cleaning people came the other day and my three year old asked, "why is your bed like that mommy?" like she'd just seen a ghost. i told her that the cleaning ladies forced me to do it because i believe beds are made for sleeping in even if i buy set after set of bedding and insist on clean sheets every three days. basically i think i just hate the morning. the end.