It is my habit to make my bed as soon as I wake up. I will make the bed around a sleeping cat but I make it all the same. It is a very rare day when I veer off the norm and our cats were quick to take advantage of the fact I'd (momentarily) left an unmade bed this morning.
I awoke and was out of bed around 6 a.m. and something took me outside my room. When I returned to make the bed, Jet had hopped into my spot that wouldn't have had a chance to cool down.
Jet finally appeared in the kitchen a few hours later so I knew my opportunity to make the bed had arrived.
I assumed Jet had resumed his position but it was Ray (our second black cat) who had taken advantage of the vacancy. So I put off making my bed once again.
I finally headed outside and took a book with me. When I reentered the house, both cats were pacing by the back door, eager to find their next new hot spot. Outside with me.
My bed is vacant at last. A smart person would take advantage of the moment and wash their sheets. I have never burdened myself with the label of being smart. So I shall vacuum the cat hair and make my bed. Washing sheets this late in the day is a recipe for disaster. The chances of remembering I'd started the chore long enough to dry the sheets AND make the bed? Slim to none.
We'll try this again tomorrow.
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