broken ski instructor

Okay so my ex showed me Unfuck Your Habitat’s tumblr page, it’s like this blog dedicated to getting people with motivational issues to tidy their homes.

So like yeah, at that point there was basically no walkable floor area, finding clean clothes was nigh on impossible and doing anything apart from wallowing in my cave was out of the question.

Post break-up tidy session was in order, the majority of it took me about five 20/10s and two 45/15s, then there was hoovering and cupboard organising. Then i went to ikea and got a bin, a washing basket and a celebratory plant. His name is jerry and he has five babies :)

So yeah, i’m crazy pleased with myself right now, thanks bud :)