Are the beds made?

For some reason, the flow of my day all falls on the reality of my beds being made or not. Sounds silly I know, but if you visit my house after 10 am and the beds aren't made, that means this mommie had a rough morning. I am not a neat freak by any means, but somehow by having the beds made, it gives me a sense of accomplishment. If I have a crazy day, and get nothing done that I had planned to do, then at least I can say, "Hey, at least the beds are made."