It’s Wednesday, so that means it’s time to wash the sheets. It’s almost 9:00 AM, so I’ve already finished that chore. Most weeks, I just wash the sheets and pillow cases, but I also have a couple of duvet covers. One of them is easy to wash, because it’s basically like a big pillow case. The other– Comphy brand— is a real pain in the ass. I’m serious. I literally almost closed my exercise ring on my Apple Watch this morning, trying to get the duvet back into the cover properly.
Granted, we have a king sized bed, so that means king sized linens. But Comphy, for some reason, doesn’t make their duvet covers like pillow cases with buttons on the bottom. Instead, there’s this weird pocket like thing that kind of folds over the bottom. It can be very tricky to maneuver the duvet into the cover. Then, once it’s in the cover, I have to find the corners and tie them to the corners of the cover, so the damned thing doesn’t get all balled up when we get in bed.
Don’t get me wrong. I love our Comphy sheets. They’re really comfortable and soft, wash well, and last a long time. They were also quite expensive, because Comphy won’t directly ship to APO, nor would they let me send the sheets to my mother-in-law so she could send them via the US Mail. I ended up paying a lot for the sheets, the duvet, and its cover, and then I had to pay duties. But it’s worth it, because we love the sheets.
Before I had Comphy sheets, I used to sleep on gorgeous cotton sheets that were very comfortable. But the cotton sheets didn’t quite fit the bed properly, because I use a topper. They also needed to be ironed, which I never bothered to do. Comphy sheets don’t need to be ironed, and they are generously sized. I just wish their duvet covers were more straightforward and didn’t require twenty minutes of wrestling.
So there I was, struggling with the duvet cover, working up a sweat, and panting a little bit as I wrestled the duvet. I started thinking maybe it was time I bought a plain old bedspread, which is simple to take care of. Just now, as I wrote that sentence, I remembered the plain white, cotton bedspreads that were common when I was growing up in the 80s. My Uncle Brownlee used to run the Natural Bridge Hotel in Virginia. We used to stay there all the time when I was a kid, especially at Thanksgiving, which is when my family has an annual reunion. I remember the hotel had those simply cotton bedspreads on all of the beds.
One year, for Thanksgiving, we stayed at the hotel. I had brought a friend with me, and we stayed up late watching movies. I woke up the next morning having discovered that somehow– maybe I had a dream or something– I had been sitting up for part of the night and suffered a nosebleed while I was sleeping. I remember that white bedspread that smelled faintly of bleach had my blood all over it. It looked kind of grotesque– bright red against stark white. I was just a kid at the time, but I felt sorry for the housekeeper.
Years later, the hotel’s owners sold off some of its old furniture because it was being redecorated. Somehow, I would up inheriting one of those old bedspreads. I don’t know what I did with it. It’s probably still in storage. I wouldn’t want to put a white bedspread on the bed, anyway. Trying to keep it looking clean would be much worse than wrestling with the duvet cover. I’m surprised the hotel used them, but I guess the white bedspreads were easiest to bleach. That was back when they’d change the sheets every day. Besides, the duvet covers are easier to fit in the washer than a heavy bedspread would be.
As I am writing this post, my Apple Watch just gave me a little buzz and a notification that read, “You’re off to a great start!” Yeah, I’ll say. I had to sit down for a minute as I worked hard to straighten out the duvet so I could put it on the bed. I actually got a bit of an arm workout doing that. Or maybe I’m just woefully out of shape, which is probably more like the whole truth. I’m just glad that particular chore is over with now.
We got a lot of rain yesterday, so Noyzi didn’t get his walk. I think maybe today I’ll make sure he gets one. It’s good for him, and it’s even better for me. I feel like in the wake of the COVID lockdowns, my physical fitness has really gone downhill. I got used to not going out and walking a lot, and it’s now showing up on my body. The one nice thing I miss about our last home in Germany is the huge nature park near our house. Granted, the dogs always came back with ticks all over them, but it was a really nice place to go walking.
Unfortunately, we aren’t as close to a park here. There is a place on the edge of town, but just getting to it is longer than I usually walk. 😉 Maybe it’s time we worked up to doing the longer walks again, but the timing is not so good now. The weather is finally turning to crap. We’re also changing the clocks this weekend.
This is not a very interesting post… I realize I could be writing about the shitshow going on in US politics. I’ve been watching a lot of videos about Trump’s legal woes, as well as the mess in the House of Representatives. But to be very honest, I hate writing about politics. I never cared much about that topic until Trump came on the scene and caused all the chaos that’s going on right now. What’s very sad to me is that it’s so obvious he’s a corrupt, incompetent criminal, and everything around him is falling apart, yet people are still supporting him and insisting that there’s been a witch hunt. I just don’t know what has to happen before people wake up and realize that he’s not fit for leadership. The topic kind of depresses me, so I avoid it until I simply have to write something about it.
I could also write about some of the cop videos I’ve been watching lately. I saw one yesterday that was absolutely ridiculous. It involved a tiny Black woman near Atlanta, Georgia who got caught driving under the influence. She was crying and panicking the whole time the cop was dealing with her, even to the point of peeing on herself. The cop was actually really nice to her.
But then when she was arrested and put in the car, she became a complete psycho. She manipulatively played every card she could in an attempt to get out of the DUI charge. It didn’t work, and the cop was still basically professional with her, under the circumstances. I do like it when I see US cops being professional. Unfortunately, sometimes they really aren’t. Anyway… if you have the time and the interest, check this one out… tell me what you think.
Other than that, I don’t have a lot to write about today. I think I’m going to sign off, practice guitar, walk Noyzi (if it’s not raining), and maybe later, I might do a music video. Or, I might not. I don’t think anyone cares either way, except for me. 😀
Hope you have a lovely hump day. I’m off like dirty underpants. 😉