Seriously, if there is ever a time where I think to myself thank god I lift weights, it's when I'm changing the sheets on my bed.
|Our bed in someone else's way cool room.|
As slaves to modern minimalist design tastes, we own this awesome funky clean-line Japanese-style platform-like bed. Sadly we do not have a foam mattress, but a standard innerspring which weighs roughly 7,000 lbs. Even more sadly, instead of an actual platform, we have slats across the base (not sure why).
The platform around the bed (what I refer to as its running board) and slatted interior adds a level of difficultly to the dressing-the-mattress feat because tucking in the corners to remotely resemble the inspiring clean lines above means reaching to pick up its corners approximately twelve times each change, four times each tidy making. This means holding the top of a 300 lb. dead lift out in front of you while magically maneuvering the corners and lengths of the bedding layers - maintaining vigilance to not knock the papers, books, assorted socks, and various writing implements gathered along the running board into the under-mattress abyss - many times in one ten minute process!
Really, it is that frustrating for me.
Which is why I rarely do it.
And why we own a big comfy down cover to throw over the whole mess most days.
From a foam mattress manufacturer's website featuring the bed above:
Clearly, I missed something along the way.
Caught up in our desire to create a Zen-like environment, we have created an opportunity for additional inappropriate horizontal storage (running board clutter), an impromptu workout (making the bed shouldn't require a warm-up), and a major kvetch-session (herein).
I feel better.
I think I can put the whole thing to bed now.