Making my bed
I hardly ever made up my bed as a kid. I wasn't a bad kid, but like most kids I was often lazy about my house chores. But about 2 years ago I made a vow that whenever I returned home to visit my parents, I would make up my bed every single day. I never announced it, and I still to this day never draw attention to it, but every time I make up my bed I feel good. Call me crazy but in a way I feel like it's my way of saying "thank you" to my parents for all they've done for me.
Lesson learned: You're never too old to be a good kid.
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