My entire house has been a moderate level of CLEAN for over 2 weeks. Dishes have only sat in the sink for a day, two days tops; my floordrobe is nonexistent; the living room isn’t unorganized and covered in blankets or beer cans. I blame Unfuck Your Habitat, B-12 vitamins, being a Sober Sally all month, and a healthy amount of coffee.
I wish there were before and after pictures, at least of the kitchen because it was the pure definition of grotesque before I systematically dismantled that mess.
I don’t feel like I’m cleaning all the time, I’m going to sleep at a reasonable hour, and my kitchen doesn’t smell like consistent funk. Is this what being an adult really feels like? I don’t think this is actually real life.
I have been sick for a week and my house has gone to shit so I was determined to unfuck at least one thing today. I started with my dresser because it’s what I stare at from the sickbed all day. Here’s hoping this will motivate me to do even more later.
This only took 1 20/10. :)
So I am Unfucking my room, and I’m (for once) being real about getting rid of stuff. My closet is impressive; I have a shocking number of hangers, made $5.28, and donated a crapload of stuff to Goodwill.
The problem comes with all the stuff. So. Much. GUILT!!!! I hate knowing that money was spent on me (or by me, let’s be real) and it’s just going to WASTE. I am still donating a ton more to Goodwill, since I have been informed that they take pretty much anything, but eesh. It hurts. Bad.
The worst part is? I don’t even like most of the crap I am getting rid of! I have zero use for it, never have, and I don’t have space for it!
Oy vey…the guilt. The guilt.
I am just trying to remember what PoM said…the money is already spent. Bite the bullet and get rid of it.
You can do this. Like I say, the money’s already spent. Hanging onto the stuff is not going to get the money back. The items are not doing you any good, so it’s time for them to go.
The dining/laundry area before:
The sink/counter area before:
Aaaand the fridge before:
I also reorganized my cabinet and silverware drawer! This semester was ROUGH and my kitchen was the GROSSEST but now it’s so nice and I might actually cook something in it tonight!
My steam mop arrived! And just in time! (Related: I hereby give THE FINGER to fluctuating prices! It’s being offered now for noticeably less than I paid for it two weeks ago. #ANNOYED.)
Tonight, after an evening assisting my MIL in pan-frying latkes in vegetable oil, I gave the steam mop its inaugural run. Success! All the little drips of oil that were making the floor gross and slick are gone baby gone. It was wickedly simple to use and the results were exceptional. Even though I’m pretty sure I overpaid (#ANNOYED), it was worth it. I will use the shit out of this item.
HOWEVER. I used the included steam mop “cleaning solution,” which left the room with a weird chemical clean/baby powder smell. It was unpleasant. I should have gone with my gut and just used vinegar, because…
Let this be a lesson, UnFuckers! Vinegar forever!
Just be careful with steam mops, because many of them are designed to be used with water and only water (no additives), and using a cleaner, even vinegar, can fuck them up. If you can, distilled water is even better because it helps avoid mineral deposits and such.
I’m pretty stuck lately in terms of motivation. Can’t seem to get anything done. Don’t want to leave my house. Just want to fuck around on the internet. Caught myself thinking yesterday that I was adding meat to my scrambled eggs “to fool myself into feeling like food is appealing,” which seems like a pretty good sign that I’m in a down spell. My anxiety has been pretty high for the last couple days as well.
I need to get shit done.
I have a to-do list.
If I were to post it, would anyone be willing to maybe “click” me when I check off an item (any reinforcement ranging from “yay!” to idk a cute pic or gif or something)?
If that’s too much to ask (it seems a little silly now I look at it and I’m kind of embarrassed), just some beginning of the day encouragement would not go amiss.
Accountability buddy needed in Aisle 1! Drop matchbook-stories an ask if you can help out!
I blame you.
I found your blog three months ago. I bought the app. I’ve been a happy lurker.
But now, I feel the need to join; contribute to the unfucking community and give back (aka, actually clean my unbelievably fucked apartment and submit posts about it). So I just joined Tumblr. TUMBLR! As if I need another black hole of time suckage and creative procrastination at my fingertips!
Thank you so much for getting me started on this new addiction. UFYH, you are officially a gateway blog. Have you no shame?