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Why make the bed ?

 One awakens after a night's sleep, a slumber as serene as  conscience grants, and sets to the day's business. Unless you reside in a one-room dwelling, or one tiny or poorly designed, you will most likely not set foot in the bedroom again, nor lay eyes on the bed itself, until day is done and it is once again time to burrow beneath the bedclothes and sojourn in the sweet land of Nod.

For whom, then, do we make the bed ? For what ? Yes, if I were going to photograph my bedroom for a sales brochure or dating website, I would certainly take the trouble to make the bed, fluff the pillows and so on. Otherwise, it makes no sense to invest time and effort to sculpt a magazine-worthy tableau that will not be seen until that very moment when it is time to muss it and restore it to the chaos and frumpery that indicate a bed is serving God's design for it.

We make the bed, tidy as can be, say good-day to it and next greet it by ripping back the covers, climbing in and tossing about until it is as it was before being made up.  It seems that the only reason one makes one's bed is to ready it for what must be the pleasure of messing it up again.

I shall not be making my bed, nor permitting anyone else to make it  until somebody  provides a satisfactory account of the reason why. 

Tell me why !  The first respondent to provide a satisfactory account will receive my heartfelt gratitude and a complimentary copy of my DVD  PKTV