The unmade bed

Updated: Jan 31, 2021

I will just tell you now that this is yet another deep analysis of my relationship with my husband and the difference between us two that makes me ponder about marriage and all the intricacies that involve being with someone forever.

I cannot stand an unmade bed! Like when I say I cannot stand it I literally mean that sometimes I will be at work wondering if my husband got up and made the bed or not, and it will dictate how the rest of my day goes.

Now you are probably reading this and wondering why an unmade bed causes me so much distress and I will gladly explain. For me, making a bed first thing in the morning sets the tone for the rest of your day. It's one task that represents how much you as a person care about your actual life. Yea yea yea, I know some people will disagree with this opinion deeply however, think about it for a second. If you do not care about the appearance an unmade bed portrays to the overall look of your room then how can you care about things like the state of your desk, etc? Now, Nash could care less about the bed being made or not. He even says, but we unmake it every night when we get in so what's the point? Or my personal favorite from him, "just imagine it's made then it's not such a big deal" that's like telling someone to imagine eating a cake and it will feel like you are eating actual cake. Not the same thing sir.

Unmade beds also signify something deeper to me. They signify unresolved matters from the previous night. When you take the time to pull your sheets tight each morning, it signifies putting your life together and mending whatever would have occurred the day before. It signifies a brand new start and a clean slate. Also, nothing beats getting into a nicely made bed at the end of the day.

He would never actually confess to this but I am sure Nash loves the fact that he crawls into a nicely made bed at the end of a hard day.

I cannot imagine getting into a bed with the sheets all crumpled up and then finding socks or boxers or underwear in there from night before, eeewwww!!!

This trait of mine also then shows up in other aspects of my house. I hate going to bed with dishes in the sink. I just can't fall asleep knowing the next morning I must wake up and see a plate that sat there all night with food particles on it. Eeeeewww!!! But nope, it doesn't bother Nash at all, hence the plate in the microwave. If this doesn't make sense to you, refer to my post a few weeks ago about the plate in the microwave.

That being said, I still cherish the relationship I have with my husband. We are such different people but together we have managed to actually create a home and respect the differences we have. Now we have a mutual understanding that whoever wakes up last makes the bed. Truthfully speaking, I always go in and make it again (that's just the OCD in me that always assumes someone else's work is not up to par). However I appreciate him taking the time to do this one thing for me each morning knowing the joy it gives me to see my bed made.

That is what marriage is about. Understanding what matters to your partner and acknowledging it to show them that they are important to you. Love is amazing but it doesn't last forever, friendship does. So make sure you are friends with your partner, which means having conversations that may not be necessarily easy, and working through them out of respect for one another.

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