Seldom
The Call: Unmade Bed — Jessica
I use to religiously make the beds. I even trained my oldest to make his. But, as the years went on, well, it kind of fell by the wayside. It bugs me when they don’t get made, but I sometimes forget. I leave the upstairs and don’t ever get back up there until close to bed time. And then, what’s the point? Should my mother ever read this post, I will be in big trouble. ; )
It’s lovely to climb into a bed that has sheets tucked in and pulled up. It’s also a rarity around here. Nice sheets and nice image.