The Insanity Continues

So I had to quit before I was really ready because my back was starting to hurt and I was starting to stink and had grown tired of my clothes sticking to me with sweat.

I decided to go through those two boxes, first, though. One now holds trash and will go to the dumpster tomorrow with the rest of the trash when Vic gets home from her father's and can help me. The other currently lives in the living room because while going through it I discovered some books I haven't read yet. So it's waiting for me to go though it again and find homes for those books I haven't read.

Tomorrow I'll vacuum my room and tackle my bathroom.

I've lived in my apartment for ten years now. I was able to keep it nice and clean for the first few months but then started slacking off as I fell into old habits.

I became blind to the mess for the most part, except for the marathon cleaning I had to do before the housing inspector arrived.

Until The Great Flood of 2008.

Having to clean in order to clean really made me realize that things were not as they should be.

I've been watching Hoarders and now identify as a level one hoarder. Now that I know what the issue is I can work with it and make a change.

But it's still very slow going because I often just don't give a crap about getting off the couch. My mother thinks this means I'm depressed, along with the fact that I just prefer to stay home. Not liking to clean, especially since I'm a hoarder, and not liking to leave the house do not mean I'm depressed. I'm a hoarder and hoarders, by nature, have difficulty cleaning because they have difficulty throwing things away and I really just don't like people enough to just go out most days. This is the reason my ideal job, outside of the house, is in an office where I don't have to interact with people.

I've been meaning to get my shit together and get my apartment clean, really hate marathoning before the inspector comes. But I have no idea how to motivate myself.

Or I didn't until sheafrotherdon mentioned Unfuck Your Habitat in a post.

I've been reading it and am motivated to begin this weekend.

And it's making me think about getting a Tumblr. I joined MySpace, even though I said I wouldn't. I joined Facebook, even though I said I wouldn't. I have a Twitter, even though I've had (and deleted) one before and swore I'd never join again. But I absolutely refuse to join Tumblr. I don't need something else to distract me.

But even so, tomorrow I will be doing some 20/10s, what UfYH calls it. What you do is clean for 20 minutes, take a 10 minute break and the start the cycle over again. I plan on just doing laundry and my room tomorrow and my bathroom Sunday.