If you saw my Instastories then you know the struggle of moving 2,000+ miles in one week is getting REAL. I’m currently sitting in my bed typing this surrounded by sh**, for lack of a better word. We have high hopes of accomplishing a good amount of packing, purging, donating and organizing this weekend, so cross your fingers that happens.
Anyway, I wanted to ask a random question to you all today…
…do you make your bed?
I spent the first 23 years of my life rarely making my bed. My parents never forced us (unless guests were coming), and in college my theory was “I’m going to get back in and mess it up again tonight.” But then something changed. As soon as I made the move to California I started making my bed. Not everyday, but for sure on the weekends and maybe a few week days as well. It made the room look and feel cleaner and it made me feel more pulled together. I’m not sure why I started caring all of the sudden, but I bet it has something to do with looking for order and calm in a situation that was overwhelming.
I used to think it would be such an inconvenience to make my bed, but the actual time it takes is minimal. And, as soon as I finish this, I’m going to make the bed, and use that as my starting point for the to-do list I’m trying to tackle today.
So tell me, (because I’m super curious) – are you a bed-maker? Why or why not?
Much love guys, I’m off to pull this apartment (+ myself) together.
PS. Remember when I mentioned red + blue being my new go-to color combo? Looks like its here to stay!
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