I've actually never understood the philosophy behind making up a bed except for if it needs to be presentable for guests. I mean, DH & I are the only ones who ever see it and if we don't care that it's not made, then why bother? It's not like making it refreshes or cleans it somehow. It's still gonna be the same ol' bed & sheets & blankets when we crawl in tonight whether the bed was made this morning or not.
As a follower of FlyLady and UnF-bombYourHabitat, I've become a devoted bed-maker. The principle is that a 60-second bed-straightening:
Sets me up with one successful habit, leading to more success in housekeeping
Makes the bedroom look peaceful, providing me with a refuge
Each night, I get into a made bed, ending my day on a note of success
Stops me from losing socks, phones, and other small items on it.
Is already made if we have company, so it's one less thing to fuss about.
UnF-bombYourHabitat had a riff on dishes recently.
"Why should I do the dishes? They're just going to get dirty again!"
"Because the point is not to own clean dishes. The point is that when you want to eat, clean dishes are at hand."
Bedmaking is also a bonding experience for The Sweetie and me. She gets up earlier than me, so when she wakes me, she says, "Get up! Let's make the bed pretty!"
We both think it's funny that former slobs like us now love having the bed made.