No, not a hotel room! So on Lockdown, where there is little division between home and work and things are getting blurred. Normally all the times I used to treat myself was food related. Food, food, food.....biscuits, sweets, pizzas, takeaways, cakes... However I soon discovered a new treat. A visual treat, and that was making up my bed. Normally making up my bed is a chore, and sometimes I used to wonder what the point was, I was only going to go back into it. Why bother? Also because I go on morning walks, I see a lot of people are of the same opinion. They rarely make up their beds until I realised it was a VISUAL TREAT! After a hard day at work, and yes Lockdown work, is busier than normal-in-the-office work, I realised that after sitting at my desk for so long, there was nothing more welcoming than a make-up bed at night time. So now, I've been making up my bed reminding myself that even though the treat is not an instant gratification like food,
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