Sheets

My mom once commented that a person becomes independent when he or she washes their own underwear, “and I haven’t washed yours in a while.” Well, she’s right – between attending boarding school and living alone, studying at the university, I did learn to do my own laundry. And after I take them out of the drawer, I try to put my bed sheets on my bed again.

Three corners are usually pretty easy to place. It’s the fourth one, the closest to the room corner, that I can’t quite reach. There’s no place to stand on the other side of the bed and pull it down. Every single time I find myself lying on the bed, arms and legs to the side like a starfish, basically begging the fourth one to stay put. I still haven’t found a more efficient way.