It's so wonderful to climb into a bed with clean sheets. Flannel for warmth in the winter and cotton to stay cool in the summer months. They feel crisp, like a new beginning.
When I was a child, I think we changed our sheets every week. It doesn't currently happen that often in my house, but I am thinking about returning to that schedule. Last night I came home late from dinner and a fire at a friend's house, and there was nothing quite so enjoyable as being surrounded by clean flannel sheets.