I am calling it a day with a cup of tea.
The house is clean, all but the floors, but I will take care of those in the morning. That is when you can see all the dust bunnies.
It was fun caring for the house today. Putting things back in place that we had left undone for a while. I didn’t rearrange one stick of furniture, but I feel my daughter will be blown away when she walks in.
I stripped her bed, and realized, she would want those same sheets. They are her favorite, even though they are plain white. They are one of her favorite brands, and they feel good, so in the washer they went. It wasn’t so much about the sheets, as it was the blanket.
As I wrote in Rule Breaker, about the candles, this blanket was also at Target.
My daughter ran down the clearance aisle to see if there were any treasures to be found. She gasped, and grabbed this one, lonely blanket laying on the end cap. I knew it was trouble by the way she scooped it up in her arms, and wrapped it around her like a cocoon. Her face was pure Bliss.
The blanket was made by another one of her favorite brands. The same designer who made her simplistic style bedroom furniture, made this blanket. She squealed that it was 75% off! This blanket gives you the feeling of sleeping in your favorite sweater.
She loved it for so many reasons, but I noticed it was ginormous. My daughter has this thing about her blankets not touching the floor when the bed is made. It’s a valid fear. Out here, we have scorpions, and she doesn’t want to hand them a ladder. This blanket hangs to the floor. I have never put clean sheets on a bed, and made it up to look like this before.
By looking at it, you wouldn’t guess it has clean sheets!
Oh, I tried to fold the blanket in half, and make it suit my expectations, but it didn’t look right. I tried a couple of more ideas, but then had the pleasure of pulling it off the floor and leaving it rumpled. This is how she left it, so this is how she wants it.
I couldn’t bring myself to place my expectations of what a clean bed should look like on hers. If she’s happy, then I’m happy. Even with with this rumpled up blanket.