If and when I am able to buy my own bedsheets, I intend to get ones that are striped, or have a pattern that goes in only one direction. Why, you ask? Because they will drive me insane otherwise. Presumably, whoever invented fitted sheets intended them as a convenience. I find them to be a nightmare.
No matter how careful you are, you will always end up putting it on sideways. Every. Single. Time. The law of averages says that you should get it right about half the time. Yet apparently the laws of probability do not apply in this situation. Sometimes, you actually DID have it right the first time, but it still didn’t fit, so you end up having to try to put it on three, or even four times! Even after all of that, sometimes one corner just won’t hook under, no matter how hard you try, and it’s only a matter of time before it slips off, forcing you to pull it back down over and over again.
My patience and my sanity are sorely tested on an almost daily basis. I don’t need to endure more frustration from something as simple as making my bed.
