Mummy Moment

This evening, I went into my room and had a Mummy moment. During the day, I had spread out stuff on my bed. Then, getting caught up doing other things, the stuff sat in various piles. Those piles certainly were not going to be dealt with tonight, and, therefore, the piles were stacked ever so neatly into a container. Mummy's mostly were made of cardboard. Tonight, mine was a laundry basket, as it was handy from having done laundry throughout the day.

I recall so many nights on which the bed had to be cleaned off before slept in. Alas, I now recall a difference. Mummy's bed always was made before the stuff was added -- how could you leave your bed unmade? My bed was unmade today, as often is the case. With that difference, and the fact that my sheets do not get changed on a weekly basis, I breath a sigh of relief before heading to bed.