After I wrote my rant the other night, I got off my chocolate-loving ass and cleaned using unfuckyourhabitat’s 20-10 rule. Clean 20, rest 10. It. Effing. Worked.
Ok, admittedly I had to hide a few (hundred) things in the garage. Things that I need to “go through” or “sort” or “file”. Know what? That stuff kept me from getting to my desk for years. When I’m ready to sort for 20 minutes, I’ll go grab a bit from the garage. It’s not perfect, but you can read about perfectionism at unfuckyourhabitat.com .
Now, to sew. Onward!
Before was this: