Friday is the day we change the bed linens.  I woke up comfortable, but the sheet under me was damp.  (I sleep next to the radiator, and this apartment is generally far too warm.  Normally I avoid problems by not covering myself with blankets or sheets (or, for that matter, clothing), but I was under the sheet and our very lightweight blanket (actually a flannel sheet).  I was glad it was time to change.

Besides, it’s the first Friday of the month, and that’s when we flip our mattress.  So I stripped the bed all the way down, and was not surprised to discover that the mattress pad, while not wet, was cold where I’d lain on it.  I pulled it off.

Then I went back to work until my sweetie was ready to help me flip the mattress, at which point I could start making the bed.  I put the mattress pad back on, smoothed it out, and realized that I should have rotated it, so the spot I’d slept on would be at my sweetie’s feet next week.  So I took it off and put it back again the way I wanted.  Then I put on the fitted sheet, the top sheet, the pseudo-blanket, and the spread.  Great.  Then I got out the pillows.  (I can’t imagine that anyone really wants to know all of this, but I want to write it and it is, after all, my blog.)  (Yes, I could use a cut. So sue me.)

We each use two pillows, one rather firm, one fairly soft.  We put them into pillow cases and then stuff a pair into each of our pillow shams. I realized that I’d taken only three cases out of the linen closet, and I had no idea where the fourth was.  So I grabbed something that didn’t match.  I always put the firm pillow in first and then stuff the squishier one on top of it, so I figured the non-match for the firm pillow, so a peek-through wouldn’t reveal it.  And then I realized I’d put the other pillowcases on “backwards” (i.e. on the wrong pillows).  So I reversed them.

Aha.  Bed is made.  (I’ve been going back and forth to the computer in between stages of bed making, but I’m still pretty tired by the time I’m done.)  So I’m relieved, but not delighted to discover the missing pillow case.  I disembowel the affected sham, exchange the non-matching case for the right one, and replace it.

I cannot ever remember going through quite this much of a siege to make the bed.  I was glad I made some real progress on the work I’ve been doing.

That, thank goodness, is the most exciting thing that happened all day.   Fortunately, I’ve had a fair amount of energy today.  And I also got another lavender care package in today’s mail, and that was lovely.

Ah.  It’s evening.  Happy Thanksgiving.