Unfuck Your Habitat: Nobody Will Help Me

This is, by far (besides cat pee, and we’ll get to that another time), the most frequent theme of questions posed to me. The asker is the one who’s invested in the unfucking process, and the people who they share space with are not on board. It could be roommates/flatmates, spouses, children, parents, significant others, whoever. The point is that you’re cleaning up and they aren’t. I love bullet points, so I’m going to bullet point the important stuff in this situation. Read More Unfuck Your Habitat: Nobody Will Help Me

Unf*%& Your Habitat: The Perfection Paradox

If Voltaire were alive, and spoke English, and liked to curse, he might say something like, “Perfectionism gets in the way of unfucking.” Of course, he was French and somewhat classier than that, so his version contains no f-bombs and is far more quotable: “Le mieux est l’ennemi du bien.” The perfect is the enemy of the good. Smart guy, that Voltaire. Read More Unf*%& Your Habitat: The Perfection Paradox