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Before and…..way, way after. 

Ok, so to be fair everything was shit because my life was in boxes until the floor got finished (LOOK AT THAT FLOORING SO PRETTY) but it was beyond bad. But now I have a nice tidy space that I actually enjoy being in


Unfucking after arriving home from a short holiday!


The first day of re-doing the funeral home offices!


Unfucking part 2!


Unfucked my treasure chest! Storing stuff properly like an adult!
Even if most of my stuff is costume/prop/priceless crafts.
Made me realize there there are a lot of jewelry that is missing…. not missing like someone took it - but missing in another treasure chest somewhere…. gotta break out the treasure maps and shovels.

Gunna get some small envelope thingies and ship off some of the of the stuff I culled to new homes. Posts to come.


Today on the attack list: The Living Room. Which didn’t look too bad….


But on closer inspection…


And the dust, oh my dear lord, that wasn’t funny anymore. Anyone with an allergy would have been dead in three seconds.

After 90 minutes of scrubbing and tidying, it now looks like this:


Of course, the bag in the vacuum cleaner was already full. *sigh* Going to order one with a water filter tomorrow, because the bag system is just not satisfying. By the way, the combination of really long hair and a shaggy carpet is a lethal one for any vacuum cleaner.

What else did I do:
- the breakfast dishes before leaving for work - huzzah!
- mopped the kitchen floor
- forced the firefighter to strip the bed, so that I can put on fresh sheets
- cooked a real meal from scratch, which is so much nicer in a tidy kitchen

This puts two rooms into “grown up” mode, the rest still looks like we’re in a fraternity house.


So it’s been a while but I’ve been unfucking my life and it’s all thanks to un fuck your habitat and the patience of my fiancée, and dog lol. Clean linen, organized organized organized and even dusted in places no one but my fiancées allergies will know about


Let the great unfucking begin.

I moved into my new place nearly 9 months ago, and have never really finished unpacking (in the numerous moves prior to this one), and never really got set up.  So much of my unfucking is putting things in places they’re meant to be roughly.  Otherwise I’d be bogged down for a millenia.  Add to that I have recently been diagnosed with CFS, so I have to do things in a manageable fashion.  I’m concentrating on surfaces and then letting the rest follow at the moment.  Then I’ll deal with cupboards and drawers.  I figure those can wait, since nobody can actually see them, so they only bother me.  

This was an afternoon of Supernatural, and 10 minutes of work with a 10 minute break.  Sometimes more or less depending on what my body needed.  This is half the loungeroom.  The other half is shelves, shelves and more shelves.

There’s still a few things that aren’t where they need to be, but… until I get the rest of the house sorted, they have to stay where they are.  Otherwise I’ll just have a leaning tower of stuff in the house.

On top of this I have a list of things to unfuck that aren’t so much cleaning as fixing, updating and selling stuff.  Sigh.


My habitat, unfucked! I recently sat my final exams… for a little while there was a lot of procrastination cleaning, but then shit got real and everything just got tossed on the floor. Now they’re over (I passed! *fist pump*) I decided today was the day sort my life out again. I’ve still got some work to do in the kitchen and bathroom tomorrow, but I’m pretty pleased with this!


unfuckyourhabitat inspired me to do so. So did procrastination on a 10-page paper, a 2-page paper, and a Shakespeare adaptation. 

But hey my room’s clean!


Desk=Unfucked. I got rid of a lot of things I didn’t need to have on my desk, like those file folders, maple syrup, and clutter. Now I can enjoy plants, cats, and the essentials.

Probably took about 45 minutes because I was going slowly and trying not to return things to the desk after.

Advice for desk cleaning? Take everything off your desk, put it on your bed, and then tidy the desk up to how you want it.


Because having a shitty night (Thank you, thunderstorm) and a really hectic workday (Thank you, Meeting of Doom) is absolutely no excuse to not do anything, I tackled the kitchen.


After 90 minutes of torturing the whole house with silly music, it looks like this:


Still not as clean as I want it to be, but at least I don’t have to be afraid anymore that it grows sentient and greets me in the morning. I also coralled the Firefighter into helping, as he decided to stand in my way and tell me about his day, so doing fine on the captain front too.


I figured as long as i got one room done today i’d consider it a success.


Felt like being super lazy today.

And it felt good until about three o’clock. And then I started feeling panicky. Like, what the fuck have I done with my day?

Made a quick grocery store run for my husband and decided to pick me up some flowers.

Got home and realized what a clusterfuck my night stand was and my little notebook shelf had been collecting all sorts of tiny junk.

1 20/10 and I fixed it right up. Put my flowers in a spaghetti jar and honey jar and spruced up my sleeping/work space just a bit.




Thank goodness for Unfuck Your Habitat. Somehow, with the help of that blog, I turned the impossible into “LOOK EVERYONE I HAVE A FLOOR”. I could not possibly be more proud or pleased with myself/this result.

(my closet door is broken do forgive me)