Fischism

Fischism is so the cousin for you.

Thursday, April 07, 2005

Did You Make Your Bed Today?

Leonie: may the power of soap and water be with you
Mags: I know it's so bizarre, but some of us (two of my sisters and my mom) are just so so so much happier when things are clean.
Mags: to the point that we can't fully enjoy things when they're not; like if I have people over and our den is a mess? fuck it
Leonie: I have that too
Mags: (not that it would be of course, because I would have obsessively cleaned it before anyone came over)
Leonie: I can't really study or sit down and have tea if the place is a mess
Mags: yeah
Leonie: good Mags
Mags: like, say it's West Wing night
Mags: Mags cannot enjoy it if there are dishes everywhere and stuff on the floor
Mags: it won't be the same
Mags: things need to be clean
Leonie: exactly
Leonie: Leonie has that too
Leonie: she'll come back from uni, totally knackered, dying for a cup of tea, yet cannot have that cup of tea until everything is clean
Leonie: that means *all* the dishes
Leonie: and the floor
Mags: do you make your bed when you wake up?
Leonie: always
Mags: awesome
Leonie: it just looks... bad if you don't
Mags: my roommate doesn't
Leonie: in my humble opinion
Mags: and I'm just like...
Mags: "!?! That’s like never getting out of bed. It's nearly slovenly. Make it in the morning, and it's SO much better getting into it at night"
Mags: but many don't agree with us
Mags: and it's a terrible thing
Leonie: it is, yes
Leonie: it's the decay of morals and values
Mags: horrendous really
Leonie: if you stop making the bed, what's next!?
Mags: no more brushing teeth
Leonie: no more showering?
Mags: no more hair brushing
Mags: and eventually
Mags: no more clothes changing
Leonie: no more new undies?
Leonie: bluergh
Mags: the decay of civilization
Mags: traced conveniently back to a lazy morning
Leonie: the end of the world as we know it
Mags: outrage
Leonie: all because somebody couldn't be bothered to get up on time...
Mags: well
Mags: I will admit that it happened to me once
Mags: at the worst possible time
Mags: but even, in that slapdash hurry to my taxi
Mags: I threw the comforter over the pillows and the rest of the bed
Leonie: I know
Mags: because...you have to have standards
Leonie: you couldn't help it
Leonie: you... tried
Mags: yes
Leonie: if the world's against you, what can you do
Leonie: evil cab drivers decided to mess with your good upbringing
Leonie: ooh - that sounds a little dirty
Mags: I say screw'em and make my bed anyway, as everyone should do, and I use every day as a reminder
Mags: haha
Mags: I think "I still remember that day, when I didn't make my bed...and so it remained unmade for 10 days while I was away...but I came back, and it was awful. It was the first thing I did upon entering my room...making that bed...I make it every day now...because I have the opportunity"
Leonie: because I can
Leonie: exactly
Leonie: it's a choice
Leonie: one everybody has to make for themselves
Leonie: when they are ready
Leonie: but you know it's the right one
Mags: exactly
Mags: I am morally righteous in my bed-making policies
Leonie: and you should be
Mags: (but in nothing else)
Leonie: (shhh)