I am now 90 minutes into my 120 minutes of bedroom cleaning today (with breaks every half hour), plus some bits of other cleaning. The appearance of floor all over my bedroom has completely confused my cats, and the regular “get rid of stuff on this small part of floor, vacuum crud from said part, repeat” has irritated them mightily, but my room actually has a chance at being clean for the first time since I moved in, so that will be nice.

Two hours isn’t going to be nearly enough to finish my room off — 4, maybe, probably less than 6 — but it’s visibly better. I just need to stay on track. But at least when I get off track, it starts from a better place than the time before.

After a fairly brief period where I was unfucking regularly, I got out of the habit. But I did a 45/15 and then a couplefew 20 minute cleanups with more than 10 minutes between them, and I got a lot done, because at least I wasn’t out of the habit for very long so there was a basis of fairly clean. And now I get to watch Fringe with no guilt.

Tomorrow I have some more laundry to do (which isn’t a chore that bothers me or that I avoid except for sheets, I usually do it on the weekends) and I’ll do at least 2 total hours in my bedroom, and then I should be able to see how much better things are there in that room where I fear to have people look.

Other people clean faster and more efficiently; I’m pretty terrible. I try to keep telling myself that slow unfucking is still, in the end, unfucking.

Very slowly cleaning up

In honour of the people who are probably not coming over tomorrow because snowstorm, I finished cleaning my living/dining room area. My kitchen is almost done, but I have to finish baking the cookies that no one will eat. (What, bitter?)

Before:

After:

A great deal of this was figuring out when it was neat enough that I could post the images.

I haven’t done the bookshelves deliberately, as I can use that as a makework/fun project when I have real cleaning up to avoid.

Pretty much my place is neat now except my bedroom (which is a disaster, sigh). Once I’ve done that it will be reorganise cabinets/storage, because: makework.

Still, I feel slightly pleased with myself. (This wasn’t that much work, really, but why not be pleased.) It’s just a question of keeping things up, which is always the problem.

Bathroom, all cleaner

Before, with extra blurriness:

After:

Okay, I need to fix my toilet, and possibly replace the seat, but it’s otherwise in reasonably good shape.