It's a clean, clean world

Friday, September 6, 2002

I don't know why it happened or how it happened, but I remember exactly when it happened: I started making my bed everyday. It was right after I had my first child and I was home all day long. Every day, I had to look at an unkempt bed, the covers tossed to the floor and the sheets scattered across the top.

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