Why Make the Bed...

... when it will only get slept in again tonight?

The credo of the lazy. Using this logic, why do anything? Why bathe... why mow the grass... why inhale when it will only lead you to another exhalation?

It reminds me of the redneck who never put a roof on his house. He couldn’t do it while it was raining, and there was no need when it was sunny.

So, if you can’t think of another reason to do what needs doing, feel free to borrow my reason... do those little things because the old man might jerk a knot in your head if you don’t.

And because no one wants a house without a roof.