This is sort of an unfucking post. It’s not a huge accomplishment in the grand scheme of things, but it’s a big deal to me.
This is what my bed looked like last week:
Cringe-worthy, I know.
So in the process of partially unfucking my bedroom (more pictures to follow when I have them), my bed has come to look like this:
Not only that, but it has looked like that every morning this week. That’s right. I got up and made my bed every. single. day.
(The slightly crumpled bedspread is due to the presence of a cat precisely two seconds before I took the picture. I figured it still counts as a made bed.)