I just want you to know that I fucking love this blog and I did my first baby-marathon session of unfuckery this evening and I feel like I could fly around and fight crime or some shit. I'm going to build you a little alter in my slowly-becoming-unfucked house and burn incense for you.
I was inspired by the people here (particularly girlunlocked) to unfuck my house.
it’s going a little slow, but hey- gotta start somewhere. normally I know you would start with making your bed, however, I didn’t find out about the unfucking revolution until about midday so I began with a different part of my space.
the art corner.
Look at that motherfucker- sloppy, gross, all over the place…
Kind of a shitshow.
A lot of it has just been dumped there since I moved in 6 months ago and hasn’t been sorted, so really the fault is mine. in reality I need to just get off my whiny ass and do something.
so I did!
sooo much better if you ignore the rest of the surroundings
shut up, I was eating that yogurt, damnit!
deciding that this was not quite enough I also decided to tackle my jewellery
Jesus Christ my desk is a disaster
Why is it all over my desk? I have no clue. I even have a pair of jewellery boxes!
both of which have nothing in them.
though that is true no longer!
look at those beautiful bastards!
Hair thingymabobs are now in their box-
and necklaces are on the vase (that is also holding my massive number of bracelets) on top of the newly cleaned bar fridge
and this morning:
short story long- Thank you unfuckers. You guys are awesome.
Do you have a preferred mop? My floors are mostly painted concrete and flag stones (prettier than it sounds, and fantastic when one has a large dog), and it's becoming painfully clear that they need regular mopping. Any particular brand or style of mop that is awesome for unfucking? Thanks for everything!
I have stone tile and hardwood laminate, and I have a steam mop (Shark) that I adore. Because of the dogs, I like that it’s just steam, not any cleaner that they could walk on and then lick off their paws. Before that, I used a Libbman Wonder Mop for years and liked it.
My habitat is so fucked I am ashamed to describe it or post pictures of pre-unfucking. I am heading to the store today to buy things to make me a grownup. Do you have a list of cleaning supplies that are essentials?
Vinegar. Baking soda. Magic erasers. A mop. A bucket. Multi-purpose cleaner like Lysol concentrate. Clorox wipes, if you’re so inclined. Sponges and paper towels.
It’s not super fucked but it could definitely do with some unfucking. Here is my list of accomplishments!
1) Completely paid of my car loan with my taxes! I have still to do my state taxes but at least my Fed taxes are done and used wisely! Like bombs! Ha…
2) I have Saturday off so I can spend more time at Genericon with my little sister and my boyfriend and JESS! And hopefully Rachel?? :D
3) I did some 20/10s!
has now become
WHICH IN PICTURES DOES NOT LOOK MUCH BETTER BUT I PROMISE IT IS MUCH BETTER! I swept and all the dishes are done. The ones in the drying rack have since been put away and there’s no more garbage all over the table.
has now become
which again I feel like it doesn’t convey how much I actually got done… T_T OBVIOUSLY THERE IS STILL MUCH MORE TO DO LIKE THAT TERRIBLE COFFEE TABLE AND I WISH I COULD DO SOMETHING ABOUT ALL THESE WIRES BUT IDK. Also, my coat is now hung up. DO YOU SEE THAT?
And last but not least(it’s terrible be warned)
which still needs a lot of work but there are two full hampers and I have no where to put the rest of the dirty clothes. But notices the made bed?? That counts for something right?
Ok, so looking at these I realize how terrible everything looks but I swear to you this is only a week of mess. Last week, the living room including the coffee table was spotless and the kitchen and bathroom were beautiful. The bedroom… well not having a washing machine right now is killing me but
IT IS SUPER HARD TO KEEP UP WITH A BOYFRIEND AND A CAT WHO HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO CONCEPT OF WHY I WANT A CLEAN HOUSE
seriously, Joel has told me he doesn’t care if people come over and the house looks trashed and doesn’t understand why I care T_T
It’s like climbing out of a well with weights on my feet but at least he does the cat litter and he is getting better.
THE OTHER DAY I CAME HOME AND HE WAS DOING DISHES!!! DISHES! BY HIMSELF!
<.< let’s ignore the fact that the sink had been full for a week.
ANYWAYS! on to point
4) I have been lifting the free weights I bought! :D I don’t know if I actually feel stronger but it at least makes me feel like I’m doing something. And if I do that I’m more likely to actually work out. *crunches 4eva*
Hi! I noticed you have students a lot asking for advice. May I offer them some as well? I find the Pomodoro Technique works really well for sorting school work: (You can search for a whole page on it with explanations) It's 25 minutes of work, 5 minute break, repeat 3 more times, then take a 20 minute break. There are lots of free timers (I have one on my phone, on on my desktop, and one that's online for when I'm working at school.) It's awesome & super helpful!
Yes! Pomodoro, Strict Pomodoro, and SelfControl (for Macs only, I think) are all frequently mentioned as especially useful for students!
For the benefit of those of us who navigate Tumblr poorly, such as myself, would it be possible to link to the post on "unfuck your morning" when you do the reminder post? If not, thanks anyway for all the awesome advice & encouragement!
Absolutely! (I should probably make an actual official “unfuck your morning” posts, since it tends to be a nebulous thing that’s part audience participation and part “Oh, shit, you should probably do this, too!”)
If I don’t do it tomorrow night, remind me. For tonight’s reference:
Wash the dishes in your sink
Get your outfit for tomorrow together, including accessories
Set up coffee/tea/breakfast
Make your lunch
Put your keys somewhere obvious
Wash your face and brush your teeth
Charge your electronics
Pour a little cleaner in the toilet bowl and shut the lid
Go to bed at a reasonable hour
I know I’m missing stuff, but that’s the bulk of it.
Was putting off my workout but my inner UfYH voice got the best of me. (It sounds a lot like "I don't want to hear your damn excuses, just _________!") One episode of The Daily Show later, I got in 20 minutes on the elliptical with push-up breaks at commercials. Hooray!
Help me to prioritize! I have: 1) short films to watch, on a deadline, 2) an overflowing closet/laundry basket, 3) a MASSIVE pile of papers/bills/random crap, 4) sentimental knicknacks that I have no space for, that all needs sorting. I keep on half-heartedly picking at it and it's a little overwhelming. Also, I'm trying to donate some of my unused/unworn stuff to charity.
20 minutes dealing with clothes. Watch a short film. 20 minutes on papers. Another short film. Break. Repeat until films are done, then 20/10s on clothes, papers, and knicknacks.
I am dressed. The fetus fell asleep before I could dress it, but I have set aside human clothes for it. My bed is made. Also? This:
is now this:
The green rocking chair is where I nurse the Tiny Dictator, and also where I blog and read and dick around on the internet, so I spend a lot of time there. It attracts objects like a mofo. The red chair is my desk and also catcher-of-things. I’m sort of ok with it being a desk, but I’d like to be more discerning about the things it catches. Library books due to go back are ok, clothes to put the fetus in once she awakes are ok, the book I’m reading and my laptop and like such as are ok. Student loan letters and shit are not ok.
The bitty boss is miraculously still sleeping, and I am resisting the urge to MARATHON TIDY WITH AGGRESSION. Instead, I have made a list of things that should probably be unfucked weekly (like the bookshelf, which acts as many desks, and is its own unfucking project), and now I am going to read a goddamned NOVEL.
Um. How do I insert a gif and have it do its giffy business? My gif is just sitting there.
It's only been a couple few days but I have noticed that IF I make my bed as soon as I get out of it, I tend to do my maintenance unfucking (dishes while coffee brews, clothes in the laundry hamper) And work on one of my (many) cluttered areas. But if I don't make my bed, the rest is also unlikely to happen. MAKE YOUR BED!
I've recently discovered this blog, and I am now determined to start unfucking my room starting tomorrow. But I need some advice! I have recently been diagnosed with a severe allergy to dust, and I also have surgery coming up to fix my tiny sinuses to keep me from constantly being sick! I really want to be able to de-dust my room before then, but living in the basement means dust is everywhere! Any useful tricks or do I just need to swiffer every other day?
You probably need to vacuum/Swiffer more frequently, but keep in mind that those processes kick up a lot of dust, so you may need to wear a dust mask. You might also consider investing in a HEPA air filter. Make sure you’re washing your bed linens frequently in hot water, and keep in mind that moist environments can make dust mite and mold allergies worse.
Hah. I may have woken up a wreck (understandable once my uterus sucker-punched me and I realized that today is the second day of my period, pfeh) but I still did stuff. Take THAT life!
> Paid off my credit card. I have more money than I thought I did!
> Went to class. Which is amazing considering my novel technique class is my only class today and it is short and we’re not being graded on anything but our submissions: mostly the prof just rambles. I pretty much just doodle. BUT I find that getting out of the house at least once a day for a little bit helps get my ass in gear.
> Unfucked my immediate habitat!
Yes, I do use the piano bench as an auxiliary desk. As you can see, I don’t have a whole lot of space! My computer is right beside that red leather loveseat.
And more: made more homemade french fries/chips & burgers with A. who is awesome. Sure, I might have bashed and injured myself every half hour by tripping into everything, but I still did this all while tired! I feel really good about this!
Not shown: living room and dining room, equally unfucked!
Then I put the chicken we had for dinner last night in the stock pot with some onions, hard chorizo, and apples so that I could have amazing stock for all my cooking needs.
Chuffed with victory, I decided to take Unfuck Your Habitat’s advice and go after our kitchen floor with VINEGAR. Our floor is off-white and seafoam green checkerboard, which is a really hard color to keep clean as it looks slightly dingy even when clean. The vinegar worked well! So I decided to put some baking soda in the spray bottle to help whiten up the squares.
Only for a moment did the back of my brain go: wasn’t there some kind of science fair thing kids did with this in movies where they have science fairs, but you did not do because your school didn’t roll that way?
FUCK YEAH VOLCANO IN MY SINK. It was like a LAVAGASM OF CLEANLINESS.
So basically, I just stood there letting it spooge all over itself and onto the floor which is where I was going to clean anyway. A WINNAR IS MY SCIENTIFIC EDUCATION.
I’m kind of skivving off dinner and making BLTs, which is my favorite sandwich OF ALL TIME. In the sandwich Olympics, it salutes the goddamn flag and makes the East German judges cry tears of bacony redemption.
But also, you know, dead easy to make and on top of that I am not actually making the important part which is the bacon because though I can make French pastries and shit when I make bacon, no matter what, this is pretty much what goes down:
WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU? WHY ARE YOU JUST LAYING THERE BURNING? STOP IT!
So my dinner duties will consist of slicing bread and tomatoes. IRON CHEF CAN’T BE ARSED BATTLE.
Now on to work-work. It’s only 5:30 pm. Should be fine.
Dude, we love a good baking soda and vinegar volcano around here! Drain volcanoes, especially!
I think I'm going to apply your awesome 20/10 method to my homework. I'm the worst kind of college student, I procrastinate on my homework, then do it all in a fit of stress and rage. I manage to carry a pretty good GPA so I'm not really learning from my mistakes. At some point it's probably going to blow up in my face (grad school most likely).
A lot of students on Team UfYH find that 45/15s are a little more productive for schoolwork, because you’re interrupting the workflow a little less. (Forgive the use of the word “workflow”; I meant it in the non-annoying non-corporate way.)
My own tip: For cleaning between stove and cabinet, I try to save those bits of hard plastic strapping that some packages come with. I've used some to knock the crumb bits out onto the kitchen floor. If the gap is wide enough, I will wrap the straps with two-sided tape to get more stubborn bits.
I just started following you this evening, and already I'm getting inspired. We're moving across the city in two days, so we're in the process of packing and the apartment looks like it exploded. Neither my roommate nor I are the most organized people, past my CDs and DVDs which I'm OCD about keeping in order, but I'm hoping that this will kick at least me into gear with keeping the new place cleaner. I've already taken a hint from the entry on moving, and started specifying what's in boxes!
It's monday at 515. i have until friday at 8 to get my house spotless. best advice for a full residential cleanup? I'm a 21 year old bachelor. you can imagine the state of the place, there's a party every weekend. I need some motivation!
One room at a time. Start with the worst one. Trash goes first. Then dishes into the kitchen. Then things that are on the floor that don’t belong on the floor. Then things on the surfaces that don’t belong on the surfaces. The wipe down all of the surfaces and clean the floor. Then on to the next room.
20/10s until Wednesday, at least four a day, then ramp it up to 45/15s until everything’s done. You have four days. You got this. Start now. Right now. Get the fuck off the computer and throw away trash for 20 minutes.
Honestly, I just want to thank you so much for what you've done, which has got me doing it and blogging about it and realizing just how many of us don't know how to do this stuff. You have been a force of major awesomeness and inspiration and change in my world, and I'm so grateful for the presence of you.
Any tips on unfucking laptop screens? Try as I might, I can't convince the family to keep their damned fingers off my screen (IT'S NOT A TOUCHSCREEN, DAMMIT!), and I'm very, very neurotic about fingerprints. I'm afraid of damaging the screen material with chemicals or even vinegar, but just using water and a microfibre cloth (as I have been advised before) never seems to fully do the trick.
Oh, welcome to the CONSTANT BATTLE between me and my coworkers. THESE ARE NOT TOUCHSCREENS.
Anyway, I use a half and half combination of rubbing alcohol (the higher the %, the better) and distilled water. Distilled is very important. Dip a soft clean cloth in the solution, wring it out until it’s just barely damp, and clean the screens. If you Google what commercial screen cleaners are made out of, this is the combo you get. (Go ahead, check. It won’t hurt my feelings.)
Here’s a thought, folks. If you absolutely, positively feel like you have to make excuses for Failure to Unfuck, perhaps just fail to tag them as well. That way only you and your loyals have to see them. Or just tag them “boring”. I know the excuses are tempting, but they are not in the spirit of the thing.
I have a question about making beds. I totally understand the reason behind it and what not. But, I sleep on the top of a bunk bed and get up and leave before my roommates. Do you have any suggestions for "making" a top bunk with limited noise and in a way that I don't have to stand inches from my sleeping roommate?
Is your bed far enough away from the ceiling that you can sit up fully? If so, sit up and start from the foot of the bed. When you get up to where you’re sitting, hop (or climb) down and just pull the top of the bedding up to the pillows.
I wanted to say thank you for liking my posts on UnFucking! I have found myself fighting AvoidanceBeast and one of the things that is helping is that if I post about something I did, maybe UfYH will like it. That means she read it! I want to make her proud! GO GO GO.Yay for positive reinforcement! More exclamation points!!!
You tag it, I read it! What’s the point in doing all this stuff without someone cheering you on? RECOGNITION OR GTFO!
I just want to let you know that I have been making my bed every day, even on a pain day (since my wake-up is different from y’all’s I can’t check in at the same time). Thanks for prodding me to greatness.
AND SHE’S IN A DIFFERENT TIME ZONE. ONE ALL THE WAY ACROSS THE WORLD, IN FACT.
Want to know how many excuses I’ve heard from mariatatuada from across the world? None. And she was one of my very first followers.
Note: UfYH runs on Eastern Standard Time (GMT-5). If you live in a different time zone, challenges may appear at the wrong time of day for you. Rather than gleefully gloating that you can’t do the challenge because it’s not the right time of day (and why are all of you gloaters so gleeful, anyway? I’m well aware of the existence of time zones), you have options! To counteract this perplexing phenomenon, do the challenges later. Or earlier, if you’re psychic. Whichever is appropriate.
The Great Bathroom Unfrackination is complete, y’all, and it is glorious. I can’t even remember the last time my whole bathroom has been this clean from top to bottom. I’d even be proud to let my mom do her business in there.
I don’t have any (more) pics and I’ll spare the details, since all of the exciting stuff already got blogged. But today I took care of the floor and baseboards and Magic Erasered some stains on the vanity and put all of the dirty towels in the washer, and now all I have to do is maintain the clean.
I also unfracked the corner of the kitchen by the coffee pot where I keep all of my tea and coffee making accouterments, and I did take pictures of that. As you can see from the befores, not only did it need some serious tidying, but the countertop was all fracked up with coffee and tea stains.
I threw away the trash, moved everything else over to the sink, wiped down the counter and Magic Erasered away the coffee stains (and thank the Lord THAT worked — Magic Eraser really is magic), and then washed everything and emptied out the muslin tea bags that still had tea in them (except for the one with cacao tea — it was fresh and still had a few more steepings left in it). And then I put everything back neatly, and only put back my regular coffee mug and my regular tea mug, and put the other mugs away. It’s much better now.
And now I’m sipping some of that cacao tea (I’m addicted to the stuff; it’s like hot cocoa without the calories) and getting ready to unfrack my Monday by making my action list and then go have supper. Yes, at 9 PM. Unfracking my meal schedule is on the list.
Oh, and PS, we failed at coming home with fewer books than we took with us to the used book store. Although part of that was a whole bag full of reject books that they didn’t want. Still, my clever ploy to whittle down our book collection was a miserable failure. But on the other hand — yay new (to us) books!
I try to be organized but every so often there are the places that get defined as being cluttered and therefore “used” even if what’s cluttering them is of no use to me. Case in point:
The top shelf is covered in dust and all kinds of items that were put up there for the sake of putting them somewhere. The shelf below it is one that I designated for my pastels, ergo the boxes of pastes, the masking tape, the pastel paper, and the travel easel. However it also became a catch all for sketchbooks I’d purchased as well as brushes and markers. Not pictured, but still in fucked space, are various other sketchbooks, watercolor pencils, drawing pencils, and erasers that needed a home. I decided that I needed to reclaim that top shelf and make it more welcoming to art supplies.
Here’s the after. You can see that the pastel shelf is now just for pastels, the travel easel, and the masking tape. I’ve also included a box that was previously forgotten on the top shelf and now holds various erasers for different art projects. I debated putting the box on the top shelf but I felt it looked neater in the newly freed up space on the bottom.
On the top I used the wooden book holder thing to hold various sketchbooks, pads, and even some pastel boards. I used the placement of the boards to create a more clearly defined space where one side was art and the other was writing material and that coin jar that doesn’t fit elsewhere.
The various art supplies were organized into Mardi Gras cups that were stashed away in a closet, lacking any particular use. This allowed me to not only organize what was scattered on the shelves previously, but to gather up supplies that had been tucked away in various places around my crafting storage. Now the materials I use most often are easy to get at.
Also done but not pictured was the labeling of each cup so that I don’t have to remember which material goes where.
On the whole, I am pleased. I think the shelf itself will be today’s sketch of the day. =)
Interesting development: Without being nagged, without me even mentioning it, The Husband and The Son take small measures not to fuck what I have unfucked. For instance, even though food is consumed after I have cleaned the kitchen in the evening, I still wake to an empty sink.