There is something about making the bed with my hubby that I thoroughly enjoy. It's probably a one sided pleasure but it seems like we're united in a cause.
As we were rotating the mattress today and putting on clean sheets our conversation went something like this...
SheRoos: Do you remember when we were dating and I was appalled that you only washed your sheets once every six months?
HeRoos: Yea, and I was exaggerating. It's was more like once every two years. I just didn't want to gross you out.
Disclaimer: Besides this one disgusting bachelor quality, he is extremely hygienically sound and washes thoroughly and regularly. :)
As we continued putting the pillows in the cases (which HeRoos despises) he said: I don't think a bed needs to be made if you're going to sleep in it within 24 hours.