r/UnfuckYourHabitat

Last I posted i had just tackled my depression pit room and decided I was too triggered by my clothes hoarding and had to just remove EVERYTHING and sort it at the laundromat.

I took black and white trash bags and black was to keep and white was to donate. Cut out about 50%, go me!

Then had what was left sorted into summer/spring white bags and fall/winter black bags. The plastic grocery bags are socks, undies, etc.

Now I just need to find homes for them in my dressers and my under the bed storage!

Sleeping in fully laundered bedding and in hog heaven.

I removed a board from the house bed because I gave myself a goose egg sized bump trying to get in the bed a few days ago lol.

Bonus: I got asked out on a date at the laundromat! Don't know if im interested but flattered as he'll and feel less like a depression goblin.

The bad: apparently a rat or a mouse moved into my car while I had the dirty clothes in there waiting for laundromat. Now have to detail car to not die a hentavirus/smell rodent pee. Win some lose some lol.

It's only one side of the bed (the other side and the door area are still fucked) but I do have actual floor to stand on rather than a mess of dirty washing, rubbish and miscellaneous. And the top of bedside table has been sorted so I can actually reach things without tipping half of it on the floor

I have real labels coming but so happy with this transformation! The key was

1. Moving water bottles and some random baking supplies out of the way, and

2. The cabinets are so so deep, so I created makeshift risers by turning boxes upside down so I can actually see what’s in there. Such a relief! Hopefully this time it sticks!

I had major surgery 5 weeks ago, and we all fell a little behind. Please be kind.

Right as I finished the table, my husband came home with roses and vacuumed for me, so that was awesome. 🩷

Before and after, spent the morning pulling this poke berry bush out and it gave me a workout for sure.

I had a crazy rough last two years of highschool which lead to me not taking care of myself at all, but after a real kick up the ass I wanted to get it together. It took me a few days, and about 3 trash bags full of junk (3rd not pictured) I still need to tackle the closets, but I'm still feeling motivated

That is one room unpacked and cleaned. Now I have a little momentum.

I feel like I’ve made so much but so little progress omg. Time to tackle the dishes 🙃 any tips/insight is much appreciated, I was neglected and have NO clue how to clean 😵‍💫

COVID ruined my life and I lost my house, my job, and pretty much my whole life. Finally have a new job i love and a place of stability and getting myself together! Feels good! All clothing in bags until I launder them and my goal is to reduce my closet size by about 75% so it fits in everything. Recovering clothes hoarder woof

I swear I’ve organized this pantry dozens of times and it always ends up back in this state. How would you tackle this to create a more effective organization system?

Realized how much stuff was not mine or I didn't need or care for. Recycling a bunch and donating more

Also, this is after a LOT of cleaning already, I just never realized to take a photo when I started, that's how sudden a thought it was to start cleaning.

I used to not be able to step almost anywhere without something in the way or clothes on the floor.

Only need to put the winter bedding under the bed in the trundle drawer and my bedroom will be sorted!

For the most part...

Still need to organize the contents of the dressers and launder and sort the clothes in the verboten room.

No rest for the wicked :)

I’ve spent about ten hours on my depression room in the past week. I’ve filled up three contractor sized bags with clothes I don’t want and never wanted, and I’m still not even halfway done, but it is progress. I still have no idea how to dispose of the random exercise bikes and treadmills my mom puts in the basement when the college kids move out.

I’m making progress, taking breaks when I get overwhelmed. I just want a clean space, I feel less suicidal when things are clean. I just don’t have enough spoons to do cleaning sometimes and my seizure disorder doesn’t make it any easier.

My bedroom has been a disaster and a giant laundry pile since I was in middle school. Well now I’m grown and my wife is frustrated, understandably so. I want help/steps on how to tackle all this so it’s not so overwhelming and impossible feeling.

(Addt’l info: I have EDS and POTs, so bending over repeatedly is bad and my stamina is unreliable. But I need to get it done. My friend is coming over to spend the night, and my wife has requested that the room be clean beforehand)

I have loads of stuff wrong with me maybe depression room in the wrong word but definitely most of it is from depression but that’s also caused by underlying shit I still am figuring out and this is the outcome I clean them it just gets back there’s honestly no point in my eyes can someone smack some sense into me and tell me how to do this I feel like I’m on the edge of giving up everything for good every day and yes I know about bugs there are dermistat beetles ants gnats flies beetles maggots crickets spiders everywhere even in my bed there’s mold old food sharp shit on the floor/whats on the floor my head hurts my body hurts my chest hurts every time I try I give up due to being tired burnt out or I give up I’m only 17 surely it’s not too late for me there’s gotta be something that can help pull me out of this I’m sickened by myself I don’t know if this it the right flair