I know you don't want to, but Make Your Bed! A book review and then the musical version.

 I know you don't want to. I don't want to either. It's just going to get messed up again when you next go to sleep. However, Admiral William H. McRaven (U.S. Navy Retired) makes a compelling case for making your bed each day in his new book, Make Your Bed -- little things that can change your life...and maybe the world. In his Navy Seal days, Admiral McRaven was ordered to make his bed. Not doing so to the satisfaction of his instructors would result in a cold plunge in the Pacific Ocean and a roll around in the beach sand. Though most of us would not incur that kind of punishment for an unmade bed, McRaven supposes that we ought to do it regardless. By doing so, we can make one small accomplishment bright and early, and then maybe make more accomplishments during the course of your day. And then you build to greater and greater accomplishments. Also, you get to come home to a made bed. The book is then filled with life lessons that are highly inspirational and attainable for all. Make Your Bed would be a great gift book for graduates (the genesis of the book is a commencement speech to University of Texas grads) and a nice stocking-stuffer. Fans of The Four Agreements will also love this one.  


Make Your Bed (The Musical!)

When the chickens rise and they need to be fed,
Yeah you, just make your bed.
When you’re walkin’ the streets and you need some cred,
Yeah you, just make your bed.

When your sheets are crumpled and your blanket is rumpled,
Yeah you, just make your bed.
When your brother’s named Ted and your dog a big red,
Yeah you, just make your bed.

Hey, I’m just gonna sleep in it anyway…
The next day slips into the past.
Yeah, I’m just gonna muss it up anyway…
Tomorrow might be my last.
Now you tell me, why do I gotta make my bed?

But if you want to impress your lover,
And give a shout out to your mother,
Who told you, boy, just make your bed.

But if the pillows are jammin’,
And the headboard keeps slammin’,
Bright and early, I’ll make my bed.

If your girl’s named Polly 
But she’s crushin’ on a Wally,
Then you, just make your bed.

If your boy’s named Steven 
And he’s thinking’ hard on leavin’,
Then you, just make your bed.

If your auntie’s named Ella
And she’s chasin’ all the fellas,
Don’t matter, just make your bed.

Make it now and make it good.
Bounce a quarter on it.
I knew you could.
Just make your bed -- like you should. 
Just make your bed -- or sleep in the wood. 
Yeah you, just make your bed.