Make your bed!

It helps your equanimity if you make your bed before you leave the bedroom every day! Some say, "Pshaw, why would you do that when you are just going to get into it again later ?" The pianist in her other life was an old time nurse. She could make the bed so tight that you could bounce a quarter on it. There were no wrinkles in the bed sheet. They were tucked in tight at the foot of the bed. When you climbed under the covers at night your feet were never caught into folds of sheet or stuck out the bottom.The sheets felt cool and crisp. The pillows were all turned and fluffed. There was no pillow drool carried over from the previous night to stick to your cheek. The head sinks into the fluffed pillow as if it were a cloud. The duvet is lifted and shook. The room was aired, the dirty linen in the hamper, and the clothing hung up. The room was cool and smelled like fresh air! The "dressed up" pillows were placed over the working pillows to give a sense of elegance, matching the duvet. To come into such a room at the end of day is to receive a warm embrace. No bedbug dare enter and propagate in this mattress, which is turned and rotated at intervals. At a certain advanced age, the important things in life for well being are, amongst others, a good sleep and regular, sit down, meals. The pianist has been away for a week. I'm batching! My bed making skills are clearly wanting! The bedroom does not look like the "sanctum sanctorum" we have made it in the past. My efforts, sadly, are abortive! The bedroom has a somewhat jumbled look and is not particularly inviting. I'm going to do better tomorrow morning! I'm going to make my bed and lie in it without complaining!