I have chronic depression along with a whole other host of mental health issues. I managed to do my first 20/10s a few days ago (it’s not that I don’t clean, it’s that I don’t have any organized way of doing it and so it’s less likely to happen) and it was like a whole new world opened up. My room is still amazingly clean and it’ll only take one 20 tomorrow to clean up what I need to.
However, I still haven’t managed to make my bed yet even though it’s scrolled across my dash every single day. Seriously, it is literally almost never made. My life would be so much better if I did—I wouldn’t be tempted to just sleep all the time when I’m home because it was open and inviting: I’d have to go do things. Which is scary. And hard. I might have to find ways to get out of the house, even!
But you know what? I’m writing this in what is still night for me, and I’m going to go back to sleep in a few minutes. But in the morning, I have resolved: I’m going to make my bed. Because excuses are boring. And we’ll see what possibilities that creates.
PS: I made it!
- Fiance: ...you made the bed?
- Me: Yep.
- Fiance: Like, REALLY made it up.
- Me: All I did was fold the bedspread up over the pillows.
- Fiance: Why'd you make the bed so nicely?
- Me: Because I had five minutes of free time this morning and wanted to feel accomplished?
- Fiance then shrugged, tore up the immaculately made bed, and turned himself into a snoring, quilted burrito.
- I decided that "making the bed up so nicely" would become the new normal, and not just a show put on for guests.
- Stepping up the Unfucking game, oh yeah. ;)
Whenever I see UFYH’s ‘Make Your Bed’ post in the morning I always picture the UFYH mod as Black Widow.
All “Excuses are for Children. You owe me a bed.”
And then something in the background explodes.
And then I make my bed because I don’t want her to shoot me.
Yeah. Pretty much.
…Makes a HUGE difference.
Found UfYH through a friend who also shares similar hoarding tendencies and anxieties like mine.
Fell in love with the blog, the writer’s style and approach and my ENTIRE family is in love with the app. The 20/10s have made chores for the boys a lot of fun and has been a god send for us all.
Currently in a highly stressful situation and I had trouble getting out of bed as I am burdened by some heavy thoughts and bouts of crying. It hasn’t happened in a while, but I don’t feel like I have a lot of control right now and the frustration and uncertainty feels like is weighing me down physically.
I mustered whatever strength I had left and made my bed. I had even draped back up the fabric over our canopy bed that our little baby girl pulled down and squealed with delight when it landed on her!
It’s a small, simple thing… But it made a huge difference and gave me some sort of control back in my life today.
This tale is too long to fit in the ask box over on UFYH, so you all get to read it. If you want. Behind the cut.
relright Asks:
unfuckyourhabitat Said:
Ah, yes, this again. Basically, the argument (which was challenged even within that article:”Professor Andrew Wardlaw, of the British Society for Allergy and Clinical Immunology, agreed.He said: ‘Mites are very important in asthma and allergy and it would be good if ways were found to modifiy the home so that mite concentrations were reduced. It is true that mites need humid conditions to thrive and cannot survive in very dry (desert like) conditions.However, most homes in the UK are sufficiently humid for the mites to do well and I find it hard to believe that simply not making your bed would have any impact on the overall humidity.’”) is that making your bed causes a humid environment in which dust mites flourish.
- Wash your sheets. Regularly. Weekly, at least.
- Vacuum your mattress. I do this monthly. It takes about four minutes.
- If you’re truly concerned about mites, then neatly fold your top sheet and blankets/comforter/duvet down at the foot of the bed, straighten your pillows, and consider your bed made.
Today for the first time in…don’t ask… I made my bed. It’s not perfect, the rest of the room is a war zone but my bed is made. Unfuck Your Habitat is bad for my Peter Pan syndrome.
*once you’re out of it
**and anyone else is, too
***if it’s currently morning where you are
****if you sleep in a bed
*****and that bed has bedding
