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Anyone Having a Hard Time with Cleaning?
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Made a reusable calendar with post it notes inside the glass of a picture frame. Write on, wipe off.
Brilliant!
Genius…
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Reunfucked the living room
Thanks to Fernando being off work Friday, having that sickness Saturday, using Sunday as a recovery day, and Fernando being off Monday, I really slacked in keeping the living room clean. Though, I was kinda hoping that having it clean would inspire my husband to keep it clean… that didn’t work out.
So I reunfucked it, the floor is vacuumed, there are only a few ornaments to put back on the tree because of satan the kitten, and I found a small box for Sly to keep his trucks in while they are out of his main toy box.
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Crappy quality because it was taken on my phone.
So I completed a challenge that my therapist gave me for today: clean off at least one surface.
This is to help handle my anxiety and to get my house back in shape.
One of my son’s counselors for his intervention program told me that it concerned her that my house was in this shape, namely for the mice that are slowly taking over our house. I expressed this concern to MY therapist and she’s helping me take control of it by setting goals based around Unfuck Your Habitat’s challenges (I told her about it). Tomorrow’s goal is to clean off another surface that is twice as big and Friday’s goal is to tackle the floors. We are focusing on one item/problem at a time and this week is trash. Since this was a small space to for me to clean, I did the whole job throwing out things that I didn’t need/junk, cleaned off any food crumbs, and wiped it down.
Oh, and if your sponge smells disgusting from sitting in water/stagnated while drying, just pour some vinegar straight on it. It kills most of the smell. Seriously.
Since underneath is part of the floor, I decided that I shouldn’t stress myself out too bad and wait for it to come around because I know back behind the desk is a “hidden corner” and will make my anxiety rise.
Remember, procrastination isn’t usually laziness. It’s a reaction and escape from anxiety. So be brave and get to work! (Taken from this photo)
One step at a time…
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This is my daughter’s room. She is due 1/16/13, and her baby shower is next Monday.
I am ashamed of this and upset. Losing mobility due to pregnancy has been frustrating and makes me feel like an invalid. I’m reaching the point where I simply can’t do things - I am forced to rest my body so I don’t hurt her.
Most everything in here is hers, except the furniture. It just needs to be rearranged and organized.
More crap will fill it up after the shower.
More furniture is on the way.
I get anxiety about clutter and mess anyway, and adding her to that just amplifies that. I can’t let her live in chaos, but I work full time and boyfriend is a full time student who simply does not clean the way I do. He marathons it once every three months and wonders why its so frustrating - not my style. So he doesn’t help much.
I can’t control him. I can’t control my body.
All I can do is try to control this room into something welcoming for the one thing I can guarantee I am doing right.
Posted because I need to self motivate instead of self destruct. I’m pretty self abusive and I can’t let her learn that habit, either.
You CAN do this. Take your time, take your breaks, just look at one square foot at a time, and don’t get overwhelmed. It’ll take a while, and don’t push your body past what’s healthy or comfortable. If you can do five minutes, do five minutes. If you can do two, do two. Then rest.
You can do this.
I know how hard it is to get things cleaned while you’re pregnant.
Energy levels are low because you have an extra 20+ pounds you’re carrying in the front, everything feels swollen, you’re out of breath constantly and that’s just standing up!
Get a rolling chair of some sort to save your energy. Then, get one of those grabby sticks so you save your back. Prep yourself with trash bags to stuff toys, clothes, and accessories, and a preplan on how you want to organize the room.
By the way, rolling backwards takes less energy.
Start at the doorway and slowly make your way into the room, throwing things that are already bagged (as I see in the picture) into the hallway (we’ll deal with that later), and pick up things as you roll along. Don’t bend over to grab them. Use the stick. And don’t extort yourself when placing things in the hallway. Roll yourself to the hallway, don’t throw it over your shoulder or throw it from you period.
Get someone to rearrange the furniture for you. It may not be heavy, but since ab muscles, especially for the third trimester, split down the middle (seriously), you can easily give yourself a hernia. Don’t lift anything over 10 pounds.
Remember to give yourself breaks. This is UfYH after all =)
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HELP!!!
I am seriously about to lose my mind. I can try and try and try to follow UFYH’s 20/10 and 45/15’s and unfuck your mornings and challenges and everything till I’m blue in the face but it doesn’t do a god damned bit of good because of my daughter! She’s 13 and gods can you tell. I’ll clean and everything will be sparkly and beautiful and calms me down (because living in a mess triggers my depression badly).
Then she comes through like a hurricane and makes it look like I didn’t do a single damn thing to my home. When we first did UFYH together to make this place livable, she was all over it. But once it was clean it was like she stopped caring and thought it would magically stay that way.
My desk looks like I never did anything to it because she piles my stuff there and then I don’t know what’s what. My table gets all her graded papers and pencils and stuff she isn’t using tossed all over it, which buries it in about five minutes. Blankets on the end of the couch that have been folded and are ready for myself or guests to easily grab and use are tossed onto the floor and walked all over because she wants the WHOLE couch to lounge on. My comfy chair is home to her sweatshirts and coats. The kitchen counter is where she piles trash, even though the trash can is directly below where she’s standing when she uses the counter. Clean dishes get mixed into the few dirty ones because she refuses to learn where I put things in the cabinets.I’ve tried piling all her stuff on her bed for her to deal with, but then she shoves it all on the floor to sleep and never picks it up. I’ve tried talking to her, bribing her, punishing her, yelling at her… If you name it, I’ve probably tried it. It’s like she thinks she has to help with the original cleaning and then I’ll just spend my life following her around and picking up after her and staightening everything back up again. Her excuses are always - ALWAYS - either “it’s not my mess”, “I don’t know where stuff goes” or “I don’t know how to do things like you do”. Which are all a load of bullshit.
She KNOWS how to clean. She KNOWS where stuff goes. She KNOWS if we just pick up stuff as we go along, putting a few things away every time we leave the room, it won’t be as much work. But she doesn’t do it. I’ve heard her tell her friends she doesn’t do it because it’s boring. Well yes, cleaning IS boring! But it still needs done.
I’m tired of crying every day because while she’s at school I get the place nice again and she ruins it every night and just doesn’t give a damn how doing that and her behavior make me feel.
Help me, fellow unfuckers. How can I keep my home clean and get my kid to do her share so I’m not worn out from endless 20/10s and 45/15s? We’re talking about a kid who can see an overflowing garbage can and tell me with a straight face it’s not a big deal. And I can’t do this anymore. I’m tired, I’m in pain and I’m just overwhelmed.
I don’t have kids, so my suggestion of “throw all her shit in her room with her, and shut the door until she grows up a little” is probably not helpful. So, people with kids, especially teenagers, what do you suggest?
ETA: please reblog to answer, rather than flooding my askbox.
I would suggest that you give her a chore list. She not going to do it? She can’t go out with friends. She not going to do it? She’s not getting on the computer/whatever she usually gets on. She not going to do it? She doesn’t get to lounge on the couch. She not going to do it? She doesn’t get a social life.
You have to threaten them with their social life. That’s what teenagers and preteens are all about!
No chores, no social life.
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The ridiculous amount of things that Vinegar is useful for…
- Label remover
- Deodorizer
- Cleaner
- Relief from sunburned skin
- Ridding swimmers ear
- Easing wasp stings
- Clay and plastic plant pot stain remover
- Cleaning knife gunk
- Dishwasher cleaner
- Greasy hair remover
- Corn removal (foot corns)
- Fabric softener
- Cloth diaper deodorizer
- Wool and cotton softener
- Air freshener
- Tar stain removal
- Removes cloudiness on glass
- Suede cleaner
- Makes clothes color fast (no more pink underwear!)
- Removes underarm stains
- removes white marks from hems
- Firms gelatin
- Less starch in pasta and rice
- Preserves sour cream
- Fluffs rice
- Keeps melons from molding
- Kills weeds
- Iron cleaner
- Cat-be-gone sandbox preserver
- Helps acidic based plants thrive
- Neutralizes garden lime when washing hands
- Fly-be-gone pool preserver
- DRAIN VOLCANO!!
- Rust removal
- Getting paint off of glass
- Frost-be-gone winter window preserver
- Chrome polish
- Ridding concrete stains
- Ridding salt stains
- Carpet cleaner
- Cast iron cleaner
- Fiberglass cleaner
- Fishtank cleaner
- Heal bruises
- Cobweb clean up
- Stops nosebleeds
- Stove cleaner
- Toilet cleaner
- Wood floor cleaner
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Let The Unfucking Commence!
So, Fernando and I were talking about how we need to get the house cleaned.
We are both lazy asses. We both hate cleaning. We’ll do it, but it’s never with a smile on our face. I’m ok once I get started but it’s really having the will power to get started that eats at me. I think it’s the same with Fernando.
This… Is our kitchen… well, only half of it:
Let me tell you something… This picture… does not do it justice. It LOOKS ok, but I can tell you half of the stuff has been washed out by the light coming from the window.
HALF
So, one day I was scrolling through Tumblr and I found a post about someone “unfucking” their bedroom (yeeeeeeeeeah, that’s going to take the longest for me). So today I googled “Unfucking your house” and found Unfuck Your Habitat (opens in new window) and had a sigh of relief that I wasn’t the only one that had a horrible habitat, that there were other people out there that were just as lazy to get things done.
But what really got me interested were the before and after photos! Working in small segments of 20/10 (twenty minutes of work followed by ten minutes of rest) got the job done for them! See, I always knew that working in segments helps things get done. I just have a problem with stopping, getting frustrated, and end up letting it all go to hell. Also when I take a break, I tend to lose the drive of continuing.
But if these other people that have the same will power as me can do it, why can’t I and Fernando?
So here is my after photo after 7 times of 20/10 with the dishes:
Not completely clean per se, but is a hell of a lot better than all the dishes piled up! Everything that is behind the jug of water is clean, as are the utensils to the right. I have to find and kill the mice that are running through my cabinets first before I can safely put up the spoons, forks, knives, and cooking utensils.
Just doing this took me over two hours to do!
Since I’m a bit burnt out of cleaning dishes, I think I’ll start with unfucking my computer desk:
And after 1 time of 20/10, here’s the result!:
