The only time I make my bed is when I change the sheets. That’s once a week, and I only make it then because my mother instilled it in me.
Not making it everyday saves time but more importantly airs everything out and deprives bacteria of moisture. That, makes it less stinky and lets my bedding last longer.
I sleep hot, it doesn’t matter what the ambient temperature is. Vermont in winter? Heating is off in my bedroom, and I have a leg out.
Edit: seems like this isn’t unpopular. It was a random thought that popped in my head. Everyone I have explained this to thinks it’s weird.
I understand the tidy thing, everything else in my bedroom is quite tidy, my life really, with the notable exception of my thought processes.
My wife is a monster she fucks the sheets up every night and will just “make the bed” by straightening the duvet. I’m really anal about sheets but I sleep in boxers and she sleeps in sweats and a shirt. If I sleep alone making the bed is just folding the sheets and comforter back from me getting out of bed. Making the bed right takes almost as much effort as putting new bedding on after my wife sleeps in the bed.
I feel this in my soul. After picking out all the hair bands, at least one earbud, the TV remote, one sock, and a pillow from the bottom most part of the bed, I may as well just put on fresh sheets.