Unfuck Your Habitat

phoe84:

I’ve been avoiding the bathroom. It’s a mess and I felt like it was too big for me to get done. Plus I had other things to do, like… pretty much anything else. dick around on the internet? YES. Watch TV show on Netflix? YES. Read a book I’m not even enjoying that much? Um… sure, if it gets me out of doing the bathroom.

But I am officially unfucking now, and I wanted my bathroom back. I decided that I would just do the counter. Small space, seems easy enough, right? um. Well. Here’s a before picture so you know what i’m dealing with:

There’s a lot of crap up in there for a tiny space. A lot. I set the timer for 20 minutes and got cleaning. first, I took everything off and threw it in bins on the floor. not the most organized, but I needed to see some countertop to reassure myself it was still there. I used a homemade cleaner to disinfect and clean the counter top:

There’s some stains i need to take a more serious cleaner to (who forgot to get Magic Erasers? THIS GIRL).  also I should have taken a picture of the sink, but my son tried to rinse blue ink off his hands in that sink, and it was a big blue mess of ugly. I took 1 part baking soda, one part dish soap, and a damp cloth, and scrubbed. a lot. the sink is now decent again. Yay miracle cleaners! It took one 20/10 to clear and one to do the actual cleaning.

But the bathroom counter wasn’t unfucked yet. I need stuff, like my make up and hair brushes, where I can reach them. A clear counter is nice but not really functional for me. so i set about making it unfucked and functional. Set the timer for 45/15 the last time, because i knew if i stopped, i’d just stop and leave it however it was. Unfinished. fucked, basically. So I put on some good music and got to work. Here is the counter refucked:

I hope you can see, though, that there’s method to my madness. This was the sorting stage. I threw out a lot of stuff. I opened the cabinet and under the sink, saw the piles of stuff, and said FUCK THIS MESS, YO. and threw pretty much everything away. I mean, what the hell am I even keeping that giant bottle of conditioner for? it make my hair tangle and i don’t like how it smells. In total, two bags of old product and stuff I don’t use went out. I don’t even understand how all that crap fit in there, seriously. 

anyway, then i decided i need some sort of system, because shoving everything back on the counter wasn’t an option. Not after all that work. I’d picked up a picture hanging kit for like $5. I’d had the idea to hang the little baskets on the walls; there’s not much counter space, but there’s lots of wall space. so I used some picture hooks to hang the long baskets and viola, unfucked and functional counter:

Yay! things are off the counter, there’s places to put stuff, and there’s actual counter top! those stains are bugging me now, but it will have to wait until tomorrow. so two hours and a lot of scrubbing later, unfucked bathroom (the rest of it is clean too, because it’s not that big and it didn’t take that long to clean everything else)!! and I feel like I can unfuck everything now, because the bathroom was a big job and it got DONE, bitches!