Unfuck Your Habitat

ihavealotoffeelings:

Over the past few weeks (mostly on the weekends), I have started what I hope will eventually be a total unfucking of my apartment. So far I’ve done all of one room (the bedroom) and attacked a few problem areas (read: corners and cabinets) of other rooms. I suck at remembering to take before pictures, but here are some of my results:

…This post could also be titled I Have Too Many Purses.

I have also filled three trash bags of clothes, a gym bag of shoes, and a shoebox of jewelry and accessories to take to Goodwill, which may be the largest single effort to get rid of stuff I’ve made since I moved into this apartment.

I’m a champ at the “clean enthusiastically and have everything look nice for a while, then slowly sink back into messiness” game, so as important as the actual unfucking is keeping things unfucked. Since the big unfucking efforts happen on the weekend, weekdays are for making myself clean as I go and trying to instill that as a habit. I’m also letting myself do it at my own pace and not get caught up in thinking I have to clean my whole apartment NOW—as long as I can keep the areas I’ve done unfucked, it doesn’t matter how fucked the areas I haven’t started yet are. Their time will come.