My Favourite Things: Monday

Ahhh, Monday... the only day of the week that arrives too quickly and takes far too long to leave.  After a busy and productive Saturday, it was a thing of beauty to crawl into a freshly made bed with clean sheets, making this week's favourite thing a no-brainer.

In a category of bliss all on its own: freshly laundered sheets.

My initial preference for clean sheets are those hung on the clothes line.  Delicious...

This past Saturday I didn't have enough clothesline (or drying rack) to handle all the clothes and the bedsheets, so into the dryer they went:

Making our bed together used to be a challenging affair.  Being the owner of some fairly stringent rules about crisp, flat sheets with no bunching, I often drove Len to distraction by re-making his side of his bed to my standards.  There may have been occasions where bed-making led to yelling, but that's a thing of the past.  Over the past seven years, I've learned to chill about being completely fanatical and Len's grudgingly admitted that flat sheets are quite nice indeed. I believe we've reached a happy compromise (read: I got over myself).

When Sacha was a kitten she loved the whole ordeal of making the bed.  She'd leap about on the mattress, generally getting in the way and being a nuisance. To be fair, the four-year old Sacha's not much different in that regard.  However, Saturday night we managed to get the whole bed made before she caught on to what we were doing.

Sacha inspecting our handiwork.

You know you've been blogging too long when your husband doesn't bat an eye at your taking photos of something as simple as making a bed.  Another clue is when he's convinced you need a photo of yourself in the newly-made bed to round out the post.

Yes, those are my toes...

And so My Favourite Things: Monday has returned after a two-week absence!  Let the joy in the simple things continue!