“Sorry, I wasn’t aware we were having coffee in my room.”

Have you ever heard your mom say, “company is coming, make your bed.” That was a regular command I received when I lived in my parent’s house. Think about it though, what kind of company comes over and insists that they want to see your room, or that they want to have coffee in your room. Obviously my room is the best in the house, but still, I don’t even usually have coffee in my room, so why would anyone else want to have coffee in my room. Apart from that, I have no chairs in my room. So what, are we all going to visit on my floor, or even better, on my bed? So, this command, if you think about it, is completely useless. Like ok mom, I’ll make my bed for when the company comes over, but the door is going to be closed anyway, so that they don’t see the huge piles of stuff littering my floor. Better yet, the door is going to be closed with me inside the room, so that the company doesn’t see me either.

Furthermore, what is it with moms and their obsession with made beds? I hold the firm belief that since I’m going to sleep in my bed every night there really is no point in making it every morning. The only time I like to make my bed, is when I have clean sheets. Because there is no better feeling than crawling into a perfectly made bed that has clean, crisp sheets.

This all being said, when my parents came to visit my house a week ago, I did make my bed. So maybe there is a reason to make your bed when company is coming over.

3 thoughts on ““Sorry, I wasn’t aware we were having coffee in my room.”

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  1. you know that crisp feeling you get when you make your bed with clean sheets? it’s kind of like that when you may make your bed too. except every night. (I do admit is slightly less crisp. …. but it is still crisp) lol! !

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