Checking out the ufyh tags are both inspiring and annoying. Cause I only see the small corner, or the single space in which they unfuck.
So I look at their accomplishment where they have managed to work through their issues, put on their big kid pants and unfuck it all by themselves. Which is great. Good job!
But at the same time I’m just like… oh. is that all. that’s.. nothing.
And I’m over here just trying to unfuck my room. Which has already taken days. It looks worse than ever.
The rest of my house is a nightmare.
I’ve hardly been able to keep dishes from piling. The good thing is I can keep them rinsed, but I’m OCD so they need to be washed again before even considering to put them away. I can’t stand there that long.
I try to get mom to do the easy part but she always casts it off to my sister…
Sigh. If only I could unfuck a whole space by myself. In less than several days or more.
That’s why I can’t wait to declutter and reorganize the bathroom. Its a small room and most everything is in there already. It should go fast. Then maybe I can knock something off my list.