strange small satisfaction
i’m a slob. i will, without much thought, walk into a room and take my jacket off and put it on the floor, then there are closets or hangers within steps of where i am. This does not bother most folx here much, but it definitely makes some people i hang with in the mainstream sad or uncomfortable or feel sorry for me.
For 54 years i have consistently not made my bed, til this week. Slightly on a whim, slightly just to not be stuck in a pattern, i’ve started making my bed every day i use it. No promises on follow thru here, but it definitely does help induce the illusion that the room is tidy, which gives some strange small satisfaction.