Seriously. Did you?
One day at my favorite little watering hole, a place called Extra Innings, I sat next to my friend Joey Chambers. We were talking about the Olympics, golf rounds and sipping on our beers when Joey paused and said without hesitating, “You know Kyle, my mom once told me, Joey, if you don’t do anything all day, just make your bed. That way, you can say, I did something today.” I cackled out loud from the sure randomness of the outburst, but it got me thinking as we continued to chat…Did I make my bed today? The answer is no.
When you’re little, your parents warn you to make your bed, or else! Seems like I did it every day growing up until I hit puberty and had much bigger issues on my plate, like why did my voice sound like a wounded duck, and what was all this stuff growing under my armpits, but until then, I always made my bed. So, why did I stop? Think how nice is it to climb into a warm bed, where the pillows are all fluffed up and you have to kick the corner of the sheets out from your ankles before you settle in. It’s nice. It makes it easier to sleep. I hate getting into bed when the sheets are as tight as a rope, all wound up, pillows on the floor, the corner of the mattress sheet half off as your face lays exposed on the mattress tag. It’s miserable.
I took a lot from what Joey Chambers said that day. If you do one thing all day, just make your bed. If you think about it, it really gets you off to a good start. It’s like having a bowl of oatmeal instead of biscuits and gravy. It’s like making your 3-foot gimmee putt instead of scooping it away and giving yourself a par. It’s like holding the door open for the guy at the gym that you despise, instead of letting it slam on his face. It’s the little things that get you started off on the right foot, and by making your bed, aren’t you saying to yourself, “I’m going to be better today.”?
It is so cliché to talk about one day at a time, but it’s true. We only are going to have this day, once. It will never come back, it’s in the books. So ask yourself, before you ever get it started, what are you going to make of it? Are you going to slide by, squeeze through the turmoil at work, run the red light, take the last slice of pizza, pretend you don’t hear your wife calling in the laundry room, and steal all the covers before anyone can see? Or will you do the opposite today? Try making your bed, and see how it turns out. After all, you made your bed, sleep in it.