Because I just spent 30 minutes crawling around the inside of a duvet cover.
Because spending 30 minutes crawling around the inside of a duvet cover is dismaying. Also, because I was reminded by these activities that I own and utilize a duvet cover.
I'm rather embarrassed about it, actually. Single men in their 20's should not be sleeping underneath anything that contains a silent "t." I think my mother bought it for me years ago. I thought you wanted me to stay a child forever, mom.
Returning a down comforter to its duvet cover should not be a one man (or woman) job. While trying to justify my world record longest time of 30 minutes might be futile, I bet I'd be hard pressed to find someone who can do it in under 10. To this day I still have not developed a good strategy. I must physically venture into the muggy darkness of the duvet cover, where my blind attempts at filling in all the spaces with down leave me lost, scared, and confused.
...and a sweaty mess. All because I decided to wash my sheets - what a silly decision that was. I may never do it again.
While that last statement is of course a joke, it is at the same time deadly serious.
I'm a night shower-er. I've always been a night shower-er, and it's only kind of shower-er I will ever be. Day shower-ers have to deal with the distressing shock that comes with being struck by water while still in early-morning zombie sate. They also have to get up earlier in the morning. While they shower, I sleep.
As a night-shower-er, I rarely ever crawl into bed without having been thoroughly bathed 2 hours prior at most. This being the case, I submit my sheets can never get dirty. Every night they receive a freshly lathered, squeaky clean specimen. My bed-wetting days are
I know what you're thinking - "no wonder he's single." Perhaps, but at least I get another hour of sleep while the day shower-ers are scrubbing away just to go out into the filthy world once again.
I just got way off topic. This was supposed to be about duvet covers.
Oh well, let's embrace the tangent.
Now that today's installment of duvet cover madness is all over, I suppose the only reason I'm still fairly flustered is that, because of the sweaty activities I just detailed, I have to take another shower - my second shower of the day (night).
Along with being a night-shower-er, I'm also a one shower a day...-er. I HATE taking two showers for several reasons.
For one, two showers a day means the use of two clean pairs of underwear a day. This means halving the time between two consecutive laundry days, which is a major problem.
Additionally, two showers a day means I use twice as much shampoo, which doubles the frequency of having to buy more. Is there anything more daunting than making a decision in the shampoo aisle? The temptation to try a new brand is often overwhelming, but if you make a mistake, you're screwed every single day (in this case twice a day) for however many days that bottle lasts.
Also, how exactly does one know what "type" of hair one has?
Dry? Well yeah, as long as I'm not in the shower...
Oily? Depends on how long it's been since I've showered...
Coarse? If I feel each hair individually, yeah...
Soft? I've never felt someone's head and thought they had hard hair...
Damaged? Is that after a haircut...?
Thick or thin? How is that even measured? Is it by ease of movement of one's hand through one's hair? If so, wouldn't curly always be thick and straight always be thin...?
Normal? What does normal hair mean?? Is normal the absence of all the above? Presence of all the above...?
To me it seems my hair is all these things depending on the conditions.
Buying shampoo just sucks, and I would like to avoid it for as long as humanly possible, which means one shower a day, at most.
I have one more shower comment: