I've talked a little about chores before (doing dishes) and how I'm just not a big fan. Well let's add to that list shall we, making the bed. Usually I'm the first to leave the house so Ryan makes the bed in the morning, but on the weekends it's kind of my job to pick up the slack and get to work. I'm just not motivated enough to do it. I hate having people over if the bed's not made but when no one but me is home I just don't care.
Am I a human oddity? Does no one else see the senselessness of organizing something that no one but you will regularly see? Why do we add the 1.5 minutes extra to our schedule needlessly? These are the questions I ask myself when faced with yet another chore.
I've been posting a lot about the house this week, I think I'm newlywed nesting. I like it. big kiss, bekuh
