Unfuck Your Habitat

femme-wasteland:

My pants lurked on the bottom shelf of my bookcase. They have lurked there since I moved in because there was nowhere else to put them. My skirts and leggings lurked there as well. If I wanted a particular pair of pants, I’d have to throw everything all around my bedroom to get to them. It sucked.

Not to mention the fact that a random pile of pants doesn’t look good on a bookshelf, and that I needed more room for actual books. Every time I glanced at that pile of pants, I died a little inside. It was the only part of my bedroom that didn’t make me happy. I hated that pile, but it was so huge that getting rid of it would take hours, if it was even possible with my limited space.

I cried Privileged White Girl Tears™.

One day, I discovered Unfuck Your Habitat, and it changed my life. This morning, I was particularly motivated, so I decided to attack the pile. Not only did I destroy that pile, I did it in less than twenty minutes. All I had to do was clear out my drawer of “crap I never wear but don’t want to donate,” put it in a box along with pants that I never wore, shove the box in the basement, and put my pants in the now-empty drawer.

I had waited to do this for almost two years. I built this chore up in my mind until it became a snarling monster that I couldn’t defeat, and it turned out to take less time than watching an episode of True Blood. I was so happy that I decided to unfuck my entire bookshelf, and now my bedroom is a place of magic.

In 45 minutes, I unfucked the most fucked up part of my bedroom and prettified the rest. If it wasn’t for Unfuck Your Habitat, I would have spent 45 minutes playing Jetpack Joyride on my iPhone. Instead, I am productive and important and stuff!

Thank you, UFYH!

P.S: My one regret is that I didn’t take before and after pics. I honestly hadn’t imagined I’d get this done in a day, let alone twenty minutes, so I didn’t see the point.