Unfuck Your Habitat

You're better than your mess.

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starrypawz:

Unfucked my ‘book cupboard’ a case of tackling an ‘invisible

corner’ place in my bedroom.

Basically, me and books have a realtionship, I’m prone to picking up lots of books second hand, quite a few end up either being unread or are like ‘Book five of something you never find book one for.

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This is everything I hauled out of my cupboard/the surrounding area I know it’s not everything as there’s probably more books hiding around

imageThis pile is everything I decided right there and then could go down the charity shop, which was an interesting experience hauling everything there

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imageAnd here are some shots of what is now a hopefully somewhat neat cupboard, where possible I tried to arrange by author hence all the Pratchett novels taking up an entire shelf and also tried to avoid over stuffing the elves so I can actually get a hold of books when i want them

Next on the book agenda will be ‘What do I do with all the ‘reference/inspiration’ books I own and of course ‘Where do my textbooks go?’

daijoubu:

I’m living temporarily at my moms and I’m in a tiny windowless room (thank tiny chicago apartments for this) and the mess gets way out of control. tackled this last night!

thatgermangirl:

So the roommate and I finally got around to doing the cleaning our place so desperately needed. Working early morning is seriously rough on me so I can honestly say I was super bad about letting things pile up. Same pretty much goes for my roommate but we’ve both gotten better after learning how the other person lives. 

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madelinemirage:

Before and After

Oh boy do I hate laundry…. This morning I decided I was going to Unfuck this Habitat! I spend the whole evening cleaning, and boy does it feel great. 

I had been in a deep depression when I had moved into this apartment and there were still boxes unpacked in the room a year and a half later. I still have a lot of laundry to do but it’s all contained now so I can take control of my habitat. Thanks Ufyh! Your community is the best.

This week’s Ask UfYH!

Excuses are boring.

  • 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 (if you don’t have pets or children or sleepwalking adults)
  • Set your alarm
  • Go to bed at a reasonable hour

Excuses are boring.

  • 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 (if you don’t have pets or children or sleepwalking adults)
  • Set your alarm
  • Go to bed at a reasonable hour

wassup-holmes:

Landlady called while my phone was missing and I was worried she was going to threaten to evict me over the hoard.

She was actually being pretty generous in warning me of an upcoming city inspection (just to check maintenance of the property, broken boards and leaky faucets and shit) and to offer me a locked storage space in the yard in which I could dump stuff so they could have access to the entire apartment.

The above pictures are a couple months old (you can see two cages for the rats- this is when I first got Baby Rat and her sisters and hadn’t integrated the colonies yet) showing the type of emergency cleaning I’ve managed in the past - on this occasion I think they were coming to change the filters - but I’ve got to do better this time.

…dude, Box Mountain is still in that last image!  I’m happy to say that Box Mountain is, at this point, 80% gone.

silverblaze85:

Before and After

I am almost too ashamed of the “before” to post this. But I’m hella proud. I was taking pictures Christmas Eve, and, okay, my room has always been a mess. As a toddler, I’d trash it, Mom and family would clean it. I never really learned how to clean, if that makes sense. “cleaning” was synonymous with “fill trash bags as full as possible”. I have problems with hoarding, and a few times my grandmothers would stop by and just clean my room while I was gone at school, which didn’t help. At all. 

Anyway, Christmas Eve, I see these pics, and realize “Yeah, I got a problem here now.” Still, didn’t know how to fix it. Then my therapist suggested UFYH. 

This was a long, steady project. I wouldn’t do less than 20 minutes, but I also wasn’t allowed to do more than 3 20/10’s a day. There’s still room for improvement, but this has been a blessing to me. On really bad days, physically, my 20 minutes was a game of “what all can I pick up with a grabby stick from my bed?” (Turns out, you CAN pick up a ping-pong ball with a grabby stick if you try hard enough! XD)

So yeah. Hella proud of how this looks now, and disregard the mess of the rat cage, it’s still being set-up. ^_^

cattlecouture:

My friends gave me a desk and book shelf and my room is so much nicer now yay!

I need to do laundry and make my damn bed and hang up the clothes that haven’t been hung up from the last time I did laundry. And hang this nice picture I got recently. I guess.

How are your floors? Meaning:

  1. Can you see them? And if you can,
  2. Are they clean?

This week, we’re rediscovering our floors. First, if needed, unearth your floor from beneath the floordrobe and random bags and boxes and anything else that ends up there. Then, vacuum, sweep, or mop the floor itself. 20 minutes or one room a day, depending on how much work you need to do. Start with the worst one.

redamarylliscrafts:

Today I unfucked my fabric stash. That’s one box of quilting cotton, one basket other fabric, one box jean, and a bag of interfacing and batting. Took all day. I didn’t take a before picture, but imagine none of it folded and half of it on the floor.

Excuses are boring.