I didn’t have the spoons today to do my usual 3 20/10s.  So, I didn’t advance much on The Great Unfucking of 2012.  

I did maintain, though, what ground has already been won.  I spent about 20 minutes doing dishes, picking up a little clutter, and wiping down the bathroom.  

Then I thought- hey!  I’ll take the dog for a walk as my 10 minute break!  What a great idea!  Only, not.  I got half way around the block when I realized that.  I did manage to get back home without puking, but it was a near thing.

So, a couple of hours of resting and being mad that I since I burnt myself out so quickly I wouldn’t be able to do any sculpting, or even any crocheting, because I just don’t have it in me.

I was just going to go to bed, and then I thought to myself- Hey! I can do 20  minutes more, just so I can say I did something toward advancing on the The Great Unfucking of  2012.  So, I broke out the new Swiffer 360 duster, and dusted the tops of the doorways, the corners of the ceiling, the tops of the kitchen walls.  Some of that hadn’t been dusted in the three years that we’ve lived in this house.  Maybe longer. I ended up with the above pictured dusters.

I’ve also ended up with a bit of a cough from the dust, and I’m back to being dead exhausted.  

And, I have to go upstairs for bed, because I took my laundry up there an put it away.  Sort of.  Welll, it’s upstairs anyway. I can’t really put it away until I get the dresser unfucked. That will have to wait for another night.

At least my bed is made…

I didn’t have the spoons today to do my usual 3 20/10s. So, I didn’t advance much on The Great Unfucking of 2012.

I did maintain, though, what ground has already been won. I spent about 20 minutes doing dishes, picking up a little clutter, and wiping down the bathroom.

Then I thought- hey! I’ll take the dog for a walk as my 10 minute break! What a great idea! Only, not. I got half way around the block when I realized that. I did manage to get back home without puking, but it was a near thing.

So, a couple of hours of resting and being mad that I since I burnt myself out so quickly I wouldn’t be able to do any sculpting, or even any crocheting, because I just don’t have it in me.

I was just going to go to bed, and then I thought to myself- Hey! I can do 20 minutes more, just so I can say I did something toward advancing on the The Great Unfucking of 2012. So, I broke out the new Swiffer 360 duster, and dusted the tops of the doorways, the corners of the ceiling, the tops of the kitchen walls. Some of that hadn’t been dusted in the three years that we’ve lived in this house. Maybe longer. I ended up with the above pictured dusters.

I’ve also ended up with a bit of a cough from the dust, and I’m back to being dead exhausted.

And, I have to go upstairs for bed, because I took my laundry up there an put it away. Sort of. Welll, it’s upstairs anyway. I can’t really put it away until I get the dresser unfucked. That will have to wait for another night.

At least my bed is made…

  1. unfuckyourhabitat reblogged this from laughingotter and added:
    Hey, progress is progress! Don’t beat yourself up over what’s not done. You did what you could, and stopped when it was...
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