Sunday, September 30, 2007

Sheets and Towels

I attended and graduated from the Mary and Gloria School of Bed Making and Towel Folding.

Of course Mary is my Grandma and Gloria is my Mom. Without going into too much technical detail, simply let it be known that I can change the sheets on a bed (no matter what size) and fold bath towels, hand towels, and washcloths with the utmost perfection.

It is important to note here that I CAN do those things, but occasionally opt NOT to do them.

Ted and I have a king size bed and with my rotten knees and breathing issues (thanks to scar tissue in my lungs from pneumonia I caught during my last hospital stay) it can be difficult to change the sheets on my own. Ted usually helps me do that. There are certain things that he just doesn't get yet though.

Like the corners...if you don't do the "hospital corner" then the top sheet will come out during the night. Bless his heart, he put the clean sheets on the bed yesterday while I was doing laundry, but didn't do the corner correctly. I've spent the last 27 years trying to teach him how, but he really doesn't want to learn. That's why I always do the corners (and they never come out).

Well yesterday, he didn't do the corners correctly and this morning the bed was a HUGE MESS. The top sheet was all over the place, not even tucked in at the bottom anymore. I've also told him about trying to get the fitted sheet all the way under each corner and his reply is always, "Yea yea yea." Well the corners on MY side of the bed were coming off. This morning I basically re-made the bed before I made it, if you know what I mean.

His heart is definitely in the right place, but he needs a refresher course in Bed Making 101. Since Mary is no longer with us, I guess it's off to Gloria's for a semester.

The towel folding is a different thing...I refuse to fold the towels the way I was taught, just out of spite. I want nothing to do with their way of doing the towels. I will fold them the way I want to, not the way my Mom wants me to. I mean, come on...they're OUR towels, not hers!

She was a stickler for the towels...folding them exactly into thirds first, and I do mean exactly. Then they were folded in half, and in half again. The washcloths had to have the tag on the left side before they were folded, or if they had a corner tag, in the lower left corner. Then they were folded up, then over to the left. The fold has to go to the front when they are put in the linen cupboard.

To this day if my Mom happens to see my folded towels, she will make a comment..."why do you fold your towels that way?"

I just let it go...it's not worth it to comment on it. She might make me re-fold all my towels, and there's NO WAY I'll do that!

1 comments:

Melanie said...

I have been waiting on this story! I remember well going to your house and you folding the towels. If you didn't have those towels folded precisely right Gloria would throw them up in the air and you had to start again! I am happy you fold them the way you want them! :)