Ok so my kitchen is probably the worst area of my apartment. After work I have a bad habit of just tossing the dishes in the sink or leaving them on the stove. So I have set a goal for myself to have my entire apartment cleaned up by Thanksgiving. This way I can have my first Thanksgiving at my place.
This is the before. This also didn’t include the dishes that were in our spare bedroom (where we are eating right now since our kitchen table is covered).
And the wonderful after. It’s really dark since I only have one light above the sink right now. It’s not 100% done, but my scrubby pad finally died on me. The only things left are cookie sheets and some glassware.
Also to keep this from happening again my husband and I came up with a new idea, ok well new for me. Before every meal we will fill up one side of our sink with hot water and as we cook we toss the used dishes in the sink. Then after dinner we wash, dry, and put away them before bed. :) Now to just finish the rest of the apartment!!!!!
Today was the day for the bedroom. I wasn’t looking forward to it because I knew it was going to involve many, many trips out the trash, but tomorrow morning is garbage pick up, so it had to be done.
It’s not perfect. I have to keep reminding myself that I am not striving for perfection. Perfection will never happen, and trying to get it just makes me procrastinate more and get more and more depressed. Perfection is a myth. My new goal is Not Covered in Crap. I can do that.
Power and internet are restored, and I cannot thank Team UfYH, collectively, enough for not flooding the inbox while I was battling the hurricane single-handedly. Or, you know, while I was just reading a lot until the weather went away. Regular programming will resume shortly.
Things are starting to pick up here. Since power is probably going to go away soon, it’ll probably be quiet on this front for however long that lasts. Regular reminders are scheduled, so no excuses for getting out of your routines!
U.S. East Coasters, stay safe, be smart, and good luck.
I have chronic depression along with a whole other host of mental health issues. I managed to do my first 20/10s a few days ago (it’s not that I don’t clean, it’s that I don’t have any organized way of doing it and so it’s less likely to happen) and it was like a whole new world opened up. My room is still amazingly clean and it’ll only take one 20 tomorrow to clean up what I need to.
However, I still haven’t managed to make my bed yet even though it’s scrolled across my dash every single day. Seriously, it is literally almost never made. My life would be so much better if I did—I wouldn’t be tempted to just sleep all the time when I’m home because it was open and inviting: I’d have to go do things. Which is scary. And hard. I might have to find ways to get out of the house, even!
But you know what? I’m writing this in what is still night for me, and I’m going to go back to sleep in a few minutes. But in the morning, I have resolved: I’m going to make my bed. Because excuses are boring. And we’ll see what possibilities that creates.
If you are in the path of a hurricane, blizzard, angry thunder god chasing his brother the god of chaos, or supercell thunderstorm, do not buy milk unless it comes in a can or a box. It will go bad, and you will be very unhappy when you open the fridge once the power comes back on.
But, how else will I make Natural Disaster French Toast with the bread and eggs I fought valiantly to snatch out of the hands of lesser beings at Stop & Shop? The best part about Natural Disaster French Toast is that there’s generally no way to cook it.
Any tips for someone in the throws of depression? Motivation, I don't have it. Should I do like, 5/10s instead? (I know you aren't a psychologist or anything, and I'm not hoping for you to have some magic answer, I just figure that maybe you've gone through some tough times as well.) Also, hope the hurricane doesn't hit you hard! Best wishes to you and yours.
If it’s all you can manage, do 5/tomorrows if you have to. Just get yourself through one surface or five minutes and then take whatever time you need. In the middle of a depressive episode, it can be useful to have a little oasis of clean to focus on, so consider doing something you can see from your bed or the couch, wherever you’re spending the most time.
This sounds crazy but making my bed every day has changed the way I view myself and my housekeeping abilities. Even if I can't do laundry that day or vacuum, I've done at least that. Do you (or any readers) have any other really small daily behavior changes that make a big difference for you like this?
For me, it’s keeping the kitchen counter clear. It’s one of those spots that has a tendency to accumulate mail and shopping bags and all sorts of shit, so spending a few minutes to keep it clean makes all feel right in the world.
Anyone who’s in Sandy’s path, better to be overprepared and underwhelmed than underprepared and overwhelmed. While you still have power, do a few loads of laundry, wash your dishes, fill any available containers with water, charge your electronics, and if you can, gas up the car and get some cash.If you have pets, make sure their food and any medications (this goes for people meds, too) are ready and easily accessible.
Last year, I didn’t lose power, but my job didn’t have electricity for a week, my parents were without power and water for three weeks, and it was a huge mess.
And for anyone who feels the need to mock people who are preparing for the storm, shut up. Weather is no fucking joke. I’d rather be prepared to live in post-apocalyptic conditions for a few weeks and have nothing happen, than laugh off the warnings and be caught without food, water, or the ability to evacuate if necessary.
I just wanted to say thank you to everyone that answered the question about the vomit in the dishwasher. It wasn't a party or anything, but a pregnant friend who dropped a bottle of mayo and it broke on the floor next to the open dishwasher. When she bent over, the smell of the mayo got to her without warning. She's been able to get it out, and it's sanitised. So thank you to people answering, and thank you to you for posting the question.
I actually think the real story might be better than what everyone else managed to come up with. I’m glad it’s taken care of, and that your friend stays far away from the condiments for the remainder of her pregnancy.
I appreciate everyone’s feedback on trigger warnings and my removing what I said in a previous post, but my general stance is that if I can avoid harm, I do, and if someone points out to me something even potentially problematic that I’ve said, it’s no more difficult for me to remove it than it is to keep it. I know it’s impossible and futile to try not to hurt or offend anyone ever, but if I’m asked to reconsider something I’ve said, and I don’t have a reasonable defense for having said it other than I wasn’t thinking about how it would be received, I have no problem removing it.
I am seriously about to lose my mind. I can try and try and try to follow UFYH’s 20/10 and 45/15’s and unfuck your mornings and challenges and everything till I’m blue in the face but it doesn’t do a god damned bit of good because of my daughter! She’s 13 and gods can you tell. I’ll clean and everything will be sparkly and beautiful and calms me down (because living in a mess triggers my depression badly).
Then she comes through like a hurricane and makes it look like I didn’t do a single damn thing to my home. When we first did UFYH together to make this place livable, she was all over it. But once it was clean it was like she stopped caring and thought it would magically stay that way.
My desk looks like I never did anything to it because she piles my stuff there and then I don’t know what’s what. My table gets all her graded papers and pencils and stuff she isn’t using tossed all over it, which buries it in about five minutes. Blankets on the end of the couch that have been folded and are ready for myself or guests to easily grab and use are tossed onto the floor and walked all over because she wants the WHOLE couch to lounge on. My comfy chair is home to her sweatshirts and coats. The kitchen counter is where she piles trash, even though the trash can is directly below where she’s standing when she uses the counter. Clean dishes get mixed into the few dirty ones because she refuses to learn where I put things in the cabinets.
I’ve tried piling all her stuff on her bed for her to deal with, but then she shoves it all on the floor to sleep and never picks it up. I’ve tried talking to her, bribing her, punishing her, yelling at her… If you name it, I’ve probably tried it. It’s like she thinks she has to help with the original cleaning and then I’ll just spend my life following her around and picking up after her and staightening everything back up again. Her excuses are always - ALWAYS - either “it’s not my mess”, “I don’t know where stuff goes” or “I don’t know how to do things like you do”. Which are all a load of bullshit.
She KNOWS how to clean. She KNOWS where stuff goes. She KNOWS if we just pick up stuff as we go along, putting a few things away every time we leave the room, it won’t be as much work. But she doesn’t do it. I’ve heard her tell her friends she doesn’t do it because it’s boring. Well yes, cleaning IS boring! But it still needs done.
I’m tired of crying every day because while she’s at school I get the place nice again and she ruins it every night and just doesn’t give a damn how doing that and her behavior make me feel.
Help me, fellow unfuckers. How can I keep my home clean and get my kid to do her share so I’m not worn out from endless 20/10s and 45/15s? We’re talking about a kid who can see an overflowing garbage can and tell me with a straight face it’s not a big deal. And I can’t do this anymore. I’m tired, I’m in pain and I’m just overwhelmed.
[Edited to remove offensive and potentially triggering material.] So, people with kids, especially teenagers, what do you suggest?
ETA: please reblog to answer, rather than flooding my askbox.
Do you or any followers, have any storage tips for clothes? I'm going from mostly drawer space to pretty much all hanging space and don't have any room for more than a couple small drawers. Or any other general moving tips? This is stressful.
If you go the the “frequently used tabs” section on the homepage, there’s a category for moving that has lots of stuff, and using the custom search on the right hand sidebar for clothes storage should get a ton of results; we talk about that a lot!
I can’t show you the normal Before and After photos you usually get when someone writes a post about Unfuck Your Habitat because I found the app and Tumblr just after we moved house, and the difference, really, is between how our old house was run and the state it ended up in, which was absolute chaos, and the way our house looks now, and how we organise it.
First, I do three 20/10s each day, and this keeps the house CLEAN, TIDY AND ORGANISED. I can do the kitchen, bathroom every other day, sweep and mop every other day, dust once a week, make the bed, iron everything that needs ironing, do a load of washing and put it out and put our clothes away in ONE HOUR EACH DAY. I am astounded by that very simple fact. Nothing takes as long as you think it does, and if you do things more often, it takes far less time. I can do my bathroom in seven minutes, because I cleaned it when we moved it in, and there is no way you can make more than seven minutes of mess in a bathroom every other day. Same with every other room in the house.
Secondly, my husband is loving this. He particularly loves the idea of doing one thing every time you go into a room to improve it, and even though that’s his only participation in this, with two of us doing the “improve the room when you leave it” deal, we never have to “organise” a surface or room, because envelopes get put away, dishes get collected, rubbish goes in the bin, towels go in the wash, clothes go in the laundry, everything goes where it belongs, just when we’re moving around the house. If we’re going to the kitchen from the lounge room, two handfuls of things that live in the kitchen go with us. It’s such a small thing that makes a MASSIVE difference. And because the house is clean, tidy and organised, my husbands jobs get done, because if they didn’t, they’d stick out like a sore thumb.
Thirdly, I have chronic conditions like an impinged Rotator cuff in my shoulder and rapid cycling bi-polar that mean I go through hours where I cannot move either my arm or my brain. This way, I know all I have to do is one 20/10 in the morning, one at lunch time and one in the afternoon and I NEVER have to worry about losing control of our house again, EVER. And I can choose when to do them, which means no guilt. Also? Twenty minutes is the exact amount of time an injured limb can take of Unfucking, and my rest period? That’s when I ice my injury. So I’ve found my mental illness easier to manage because I feel like I’ve accomplished something EVERY DAY, which does wonders for your confidence, and my physio loves it because I ice my shoulder for thirty minutes every single day.
Oh and I’ve managed to get High Distinctions in both of my subjects this semester by doing 45/15’s, and strictly enforcing that by moving my laptop to another room to study, and leaving my laptop cord behind, so when the battery starts running out, IT IS BREAK TIME NO EXCEPTIONS. I cannot advocate that more strongly.
Unfuck you Habitat, you have turned a disorganised, terrible housekeeper into a Housekeeping Ninja. Kudos!
Hi there! This is a weird question, but I was wondering if you’d know - or other followers- might know how to handle vomit in the dishwasher, or have dealt with something similar before? Unsure if a rinse with vinegar would help and google isn’t helping at all. Would you mind posting the question to see if anyone has had experience with that before? Thank you!
This is definitely the first time I’ve been asked this. I’d say remove most of the, um, solids, then run your dishwasher on the “sanitize” setting (if you have one) with just a bowlful of vinegar on the top rack. Make sure you wipe down all the seals and water arms and such. Bleach generally isn’t recommended for dishwashers.
Making answerable if anyone has experience with this?
In certain situations, the inability to throw anything away can become a pathological disorder known as “hoarding”. Glorified in some popular television series, hoarding problems affect between two and five percent of the American population, keeping them from fully using their living space and interfering with their daily lifes. But for those who don’t struggle with this psychological issue, getting rid of extra stuff can be liberating and energizing. (Plus you won’t scare off potential suitors when they stop by before that date.)
Good piece for those who have trouble parting with stuff, but who don’t actually fit the clinical definition of “hoarders.”
Well, not everybody’s Ravelry, obvs - just my Ravelry. But considering I hadn’t done anything with it since February 2010…
OMG I JUST UNFUCKED MY RAVELRY YOU GUYS.
*koff* Okay, for those who don’t know what the hell I’m going on about: Ravelry is an online cloud database for knitting supplies and projects. (Crochet, too, but all mine is knitting.) It has advice/social forums, which is why I’ve been on there enough in the past three years to remember my login… but it also has very usable databases out the wazoo. Projects (finished, planned, in progress, “hibernating”, and ripped out), knitting needles, yarn, patterns and pattern books - it has over 2 million members FOR GOOD REASON.
I’ve just always had too much shit to keep up with it, and in the past three years I was in a headspace where I just couldn’t even look at something that would take that much unfucking. It was an online Invisible Corner… that also took up half my bedroom in uncatalogued supplies. :P
SO! I’mma put this under a cut, for Suspense, longness, and sad lack of photographs. ;P (We all know Tumblr is for photographs. :D)