I have had been enjoying my clean master bedroom.
But then . . . last week hubby and I flipped our mattress. No, my dear gutter-minded readers, those of you who are flashing back to the post about the ladder, that’s not what I’m talking about.
Hubby has had that mattress since before we got married, so it’s been around a while. In an attempt to make up for the deep caved-in hole that was forming on my side, we did the rotate/flip that we should do every six months or so.
Should, but don’t.
Unfortunately, we got a little confused when the hole was still there after the flip. After much discussion about whether we’d done the flip-and-turn correctly, and a re-flip/re-turn that ended us up in the same exact predicament, we realized that the hole was for real. On both sides. Not just a result of improper-flipping.
(Any of you work for a mattress company who wants a blogger review in exchange for a mattress? I promise a fun-while-totally-appropriate video review.)
Anyway, in the midst of all the flipping-and-turning, the things that had been precariously balanced on the trunk at the end of the bed . . . fell.
And spread.
And then there was the laundry (from Monday) that had to be moved into the master bedroom because we were having a guest spend the night (on Friday).
These things are how the master bedroom goes from wow-I-love-it-when-it’s-clean to oh-my-word-how-did-it-get-this-bad-again.
Sooooo, since I’m in detail mode right now anyway, I decided I should tackle these two insurmountable piles while they’re still . . . just details.
For me . . . a very big deal.
Amazingly, the laundry from (last) Monday took less than one episode of Project Runway to fold. And then, shocker of all shockers, I was able to tackle the end-of-the-bed-abyss in less than twenty minutes, which was all I had before I needed to head out to work at the school book fair.
Much better. And I’m again enjoying my clean master bedroom.
Clean . . . for me. But whatever.
ShannonP says
A slob’s (read: my) favorite.line.ever: “Clean…for me.”
I am currently enjoying my clean (for me) living room after having a post-baptism party here yesterday. I am pointedly ignoring the way the bedrooms look and the fact that clean for me is a bad day in my mother-in-law’s home. Fortunately, she accepts me and my messy ways just the way I am. <3
Erin K. says
I have been loving the detail series, and just now I realized how you have injected subliminal messages into my head!!! Last night I was sitting on the couch and I looked around my living room – there were about 10-ish things that needed to be put away. For me, that is a very small amount of things out of place. Normally I would have ignored the 10-ish things and gone to bed. But last night I thought, “I should put these things away while there are just 10-ish of them because, before I know it, the pile will grow and there will be 50-ish of them and then I’ll be overwhelmed.” Your posts are helping me notice the details! (And helping me to see that it really doesn’t take long to deal with them.) Thanks!