Unfuck Your Habitat

kelseyrakes:

the thing about feelings is that they can suck. a lot. you don’t need me to tell you that, though.

sometimes my feelings make me think that the only thing worth doing is curling up on the bed and hoping that maybe it will get better tomorrow. that’s stupid, though. it doesn’t get better without effort.

i deep-cleaned my house right before my wedding (june 30th) but have done no maintenance since then….as in zero. then we had someone live with us for two weeks, and THEN we got a puppy. my house is a wreck.

my feelings are often influenced by my living space, and right now things look horrible and i want to curl up on the bed and hope it gets better.

i’m not going to, though. at least not tonight.

please enjoy the catch-all next to my bed.

seven minutes and thirty-five seconds later…BIPPITY BOPPITY BOO, BITCHES.

i’ll save the vaccuming for once the whole bedroom is clean, though, because no one likes an over-achiever.