Because today is National Make Your Bed Day, our Sunday Scribblings prompt for this week is Bed. If you decide to write a post based on this week’s prompt, be sure to go back here and share your link so everyone can see how you interpreted things! Here’s what I did with it…
I know I don’t have the most comfortable bed in the world. But there are so many mornings when all I want to do is stay wrapped up in the comforter and lie there all day. I chalk that up to the depression that seems to never go away.
Even now, on a Sunday morning, as I type out these words for this blog post and think about the very few responsibilities that lay before me, I’m mostly thinking about how certain I am that I’ll wind up taking a nap at some point today. Maybe even a couple of times.
I rarely, if ever, make my bed. I know… they say that’s one small thing you should do so that you can start the day feeling like you’ve accomplished something. But… to me, I just think… What’s the point?
I live alone. No one ever visits me. That means I’m the only person that sees the mess that is my bedroom. Sure, I could make the bed in the morning so that it looks nice. But I’m just going to be sleeping in it again at the end of the day.
If I reach a point where my entire apartment is presentable again, sure… maybe I’ll start making my bed on a regular basis again. But I really don’t think I’ve done that since I was a kid.
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The Confusing Middle 
Here’s the funny thing: as a child/teen I rarely made my bed. As a child my mom forced me to make my bed. But as a teen I rarely did it voluntarily. I called it a piece of living art because every day it changed. If we had guests over, I just closed the door to my room and the problem went away. Even now as an adult if I am at my parents, my bed is RARELY made up.
But in my own place? Its always made lol it started when I only lived in a bedroom. Its much nicer to be confined to a small space like that if the bed is made up. But now that I have a proper bedroom with a separate living space, I still make it. Its part of my routine. I like having it made up now. If I nap under the covers during the day (which I might do this afternoon) I dont bother remaking it though haha!!! But lately since its still summer and gross here, I will just bring a light blanket from the sofa and curl up under it instead of mussing the bed.
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I make my bed every day. It’s just a good thing to do.
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