#i got 2 loads of laundry done and cleaned the bathroom

[i-chew-on-pushpins]

amazing how much* i can get done when i have adhd medication in my system

*by "how much", i mean "a normal amount of household chores"

[faghubby]

SOFTLY DOMINATED

Paul had excpted my rule over our relationship long before we where married. When we first met in college he was a quiet boy who joined my study group. We became friends. He was cute. But very quiet, kinda short just not the type of guy I was attracted too. It was obvious that he wanted more from me. I didn't lead him on actually the opposite. I was clear I had no interest in him sexually. He became a confident. I found myself telling him about my boyfriends even my sex life.

One night after a especially bad break up and way to much alcohol I called Paul. He came out at 2 am and drove me home. In my drunken state I kissed him. More then that I threw myself at him. He got me home undressed me and tucked me into bed. He slept on the couch to make sure I was. Okay. In the morning we'll afternoon almost he made me food and took care of me. I teased him about him undressing me. This only made him apologize and blush.

"Paul truthfully, have you ever been with anyone" I asked him. He always seemed to change the subject when anyone asked him about personal relationships. But this time he looked at me.

"No" he told me. I pulled him into bed with me. I seduced him. I let him explore my body. He was hesitant at first but I pushed him. He was gentle and loving kissing every inch of my body. He made me cum with his tounge as he softly sucked my clit. We made love I took top guiding him. He took great lengths to hold out from cumming. Trying to bring me pleasure. We had not used a condom so when he could not hold back any further. He pulled out and finished on the sheets.

"OH sorry I made a mess" he said softly. I held him and giggled to myself. As I went to use the bathroom he got up and changed the sheets. "Such a good boy" I smiled

After that Paul was the most thoughtful boyfriend I had ever had. I had meant it to be that one time. Take his virginity thing but it just grew to more. It was different though. He waited till I initiated sex. He never even asked. I never once sucked his dick. Not liking it. But had done it for every single guy I had ever been with. Paul left things to me. Where, when, and what we did on dates. Often doing simple things just to show he loved me. I would come back to my shared appartment and find he cleaned it, or did my laundry. Expecting nothing more then a kind word.

There was somethings missing. I found myself wanting to taken. Paul just didn't seem willing or capable of it. This led to me cheating on him. Which he quickly forgave twice. Telling me he understood.

Six months later I asked him to marry me. He said yes. We where married 6 months after we graduated. I had landed a great job and we moved across the country away from his family. But he didn't even hesitate. He encouraged me to succeed. Even putting his own dreams on hold while I did. We where happy, but our sex life well was in a rut. Till one night I came ho,e and noticed he was wearing one of my vintage tees.

"Wearing my clothes now?" I joked. He looked down not sure he even realized it. He then smelled it.

"Smells like you" he joked. The shirt was also stretched like he had breasts. I grabbed him and kissed him.

"Well since you already are the girl in the relationship" joking since he was also wearing pink rubber gloves as he washed the dishes. I rubbed his nipples. He just let me di as ii pleased. I had his pants off bit left my shirt on him. I layed on my back and had him mount me in a squat position I knew it probably wasn't the most comfortable position with his dick pointing backwards. But I liked how he rode me. As if in a cowgirl position. Now Paul almost never came inside me, because I had told him what a mess it made inside me once. But in this position if he pulled out he would most likely cum on my chest. Something he had never done. I rubbed and pinched his nipples as he rode me.

As he got close I could see him trying to work it out.

"Go ahead cum in me baby" I cooed. He pumped his load inside me. As he pulled out.

"Ah grab a towel" I said he panicked he was not prepared. He got flustered and then suddenly just stuck his head between my legs and licked up our combined fluids. " you are such a good boy" i assured him as I played with his hair as he continued to please me with his tounge. Not stopping until I had cum.

I pulled him to me we laid on the kitchen floor holding each other.

"Jen, I um" he started.

"Shh it's okay it was really hot" I assured him.

"I know you cheated on me again" he said softly. "Two weeks ago. I tasted him in you" he continued. I was surprised I had but it had been hours I didn't think there would still be trace of him.

"Paul I am sorry, I love you" I said. Kissing him.

"I know, and if you need more It would be okay. Just don't lie to me" he was almost in tears. I held him. We eventually got up and cleaned uo order Chinese and ate it watching a romantic comedy. As we cuddled on the couch.

"Paul, would you like to explore more things like today" I asked

"I don't know what you mean" Paul said softly.

"Would you like to explore more submissive role. You know in bed" I explained. He just looked at me.

"You wore my shirt, would you like to wear more of my things?" I asked.

"Would you want me too?" He asked.

"Could be fun" I smiled. I jumped up and led him to the bedroom. I pulled out a pair of my panties. "Let's see how they fit" I laughed. He stripped and let me help him slide my panties on. I kissed him and pushed him back on the bed. I teased him and ran my hands over his ass. I stopped and rushed to the closet pulling out the box I kept my vibrator in. I returned to bed. Paul was blushing as he saw the box.

"You know what's in here?" I asked

"Yes" he said unable to look at me. I pulled out a toy and held it against his cock turning it on. Making him jump. I continued to tease him with it holding against his asshole he moaned and bucked.

"Someone likes that" I teased he was so red it was funny. I applied lube to the toy and and worked it into his hole. He moaned and came all over himself almost immediately. I was shocked as much as he was embarrassed.

After that night Paul became even more passive. Never even offering a counter opinion of me unless I asked.

"Do you play with yourself?" I asked Paul one night.

"Sometimes" he said unable to look at me.

"I like it if you wouldn't do that anymore" I told him. He just nodded.

"I tell you when I have sex without you, so from now on you will tell me when you do." I told him. Making the motion of him jerking off. I found myself finding a stud to just fuck me about every two months. Paul excepted this and would give me a long hot bath. As if washing him off of me. He often would wear my clothes when this happened as well. He didn't want to be a girl. Often wearing one of my shirts and my shorts or jeans. Telling me it made him feel closer to me.

He was so embarrassed by it I found myself having him wear my clothes out if he upset me for any reason. This led almost everytime to me playing with his ass, ( I even bought a strapon) and feeding him his cum in some way. He loved this but also saw it as a punishment because it embarrassed him so much.

[noxsoulmate]

💞 Of Lizards, Love & Laundry 💞

🦎 Carlos Reyes and the Journey of Becoming a Lizard Papa 🦎

Ship: Tarlos | Fandom: 911 Lone Star Author: noxsoulmate | Artist: paxdracona Read on ao3 | View art on ao3

Chapters: 1-3/9 | Word Count: 4309 | Rating: Mature | Warnings/Tags: canon compliant, Lou II is the Houdini of Lizards, how Lou II makes his Papa love him, a story told in 7+2 parts, Carlos is so done, but TK knows how to condition his man, sex and spicy food, bribery, fluff, domestic fluff, fluff and smut, fluff and humor, Carlos loves TK, so he puts up with the reptile in their loft, until he starts to love the little monster as well

Inspired by @paxdracona's amazing art

Created for the @911reversebang

Summary:

“TK, your lizard got out. Again.”

Lou II might just be the Houdini of lizards, an escape artist par excellence – but he’s also TK’s emotional support lizard, so how could Carlos not start to like the little monster? It certainly has nothing to do with TK’s ways of bribery or attempts at conditioning him, and more with the fact that Lou II is just… growing on him. Even if that means loads and loads of extra laundry.

OR: Carlos Reyes and the Journey of Becoming a Lizard Papa, told in 7+2 parts

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💞 and please leave lots of love on the wonderful art on ao3 💞

I cannot thank @paxdracona enough for this wonderful collaboration 🥰 It started out as a simple "okay, I think I have enough ideas to make this a short 5+1 fic" and then became so much more, thanks to cute Bearded Dragon videos, funny Insta posts, lots of talking and laughing and plotting, and just the generally amazing art Pax created for every little snippet I sent her way. Pax, this was a delight and I would collaborate with you again each and every single time 🦎 (also, we should both adopt a beardie now...)

Sneak peek and more art under the cut:

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Carlos will forever deny the high-pitched scream that leaves him the moment he opens the drawer to pull out a fresh pair of socks. What he won’t deny though, is the fact that his soul definitely left his body in that moment. 

He can already hear footsteps running towards the bedroom, his fiancé’s worried, “Babe?!?” echoing around the loft – and still, he can’t stop himself from putting his emotions into one frustrated yell of, “TK!!”

“I’m here, I’m here,” TK calls back, skidding to a halt in the doorway, using the door frame to stop his sprint. “What happened? What? Are you hurt?!”

Carlos tries not to explode at him, he truly does, so he simply glares at him with all the rage he feels and points to the drawer, pressing out through clenched teeth, “Your monster got free.”

TK, in all honesty, seems to light up as he steps over to the dresser and reaches into the drawer. “Oh, hey baby, hi. There you are. Hi.”

Something about that comment strikes Carlos as odd and he sucks in a deep breath, frustration rising, when he realizes what it is. “You knew he was out?”

At least TK has the decency to look sheepish while cradling the little monster to his chest. “He might’ve gotten away while I cleaned his terrarium earlier today.”

Carlos lets that information sink in for a moment, remembering how overly excited TK greeted him about half an hour ago when Carlos got home from his shift. How he seemed slightly breathless and waved it away as just being done with some workout but still had declined to share the shower with Carlos, claiming some tidying up he wanted to do.

That lying little… 

“And you didn’t tell me?” Carlos accuses to which TK almost reflexively replies, “I didn’t want you to freak out.”

“TK!”

And, yeah, that argument sounds eerily familiar.

Carlos pinches the bridge of his nose, trying not to think about the fact that he walked around the loft – mainly the bathroom and bedroom – naked while this little monster was running around. Or, worse yet, getting all his germs over Carlos’ clothes.

He points a finger at TK, giving him his strongest Officer Reyes glare. “It’s your turn to do the laundry and every single one of my socks will be in that machine, do you hear me?”

“Of course,” TK promises right away. “I’ll just… wash everything in that dresser, okay?”

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[madamlaydebug]

💔DEPRESSION TIPS:

Shower. Not a bath, a shower.

Use water as hot or cold as you like. You don’t even need to wash. Just get in under the water and let it run over you for a while. Sit on the floor if you gotta.

Moisturize everything.

Use whatever lotion you like.

Unscented? Dollar store lotion? Fancy 48 hour lotion that makes you smell like a field of wildflowers? Use whatever you want, and use it all over your entire dermis.

Put on clean, comfortable clothes.

Put on your favorite underwear.

Cute black lacy panties? Those ridiculous boxers you bought last christmas with candy cane hearts on the butt? Put them on.

Drink cold water.

Use ice. If you want, add some mint or lemon for an extra boost.

Clean something.

Doesn’t have to be anything big. Organize one drawer of a desk. Wash five dirty dishes. Do a load of laundry. Scrub the bathroom sink.

Blast music.

Listen to something upbeat and dancey and loud, something that’s got lots of energy. Sing to it, dance to it, even if you suck at both.

Make food.

Don’t just grab a granola bar to munch. Take the time and make food. Even if it’s ramen. Add something special to it, like a soft boiled egg or some veggies. Prepare food, it tastes way better, and you’ll feel like you accomplished something.

Make something.

Write a short story or a poem, draw a picture, color a picture, fold origami, crochet or knit, sculpt something out of clay, anything artistic. Even if you don’t think you’re good at it. Create.

Go outside.

Take a walk. Sit in the grass. Look at the clouds. Smell flowers. Put your hands in the dirt and feel the soil against your skin.

Call someone.

Call a loved one, a friend, a family member, call a chat service if you have no one else to call. Talk to a stranger on the street. Have a conversation and listen to someone’s voice. If you can’t bring yourself to call, text or email or whatever, just have some social interaction with another person. Even if you don’t say much, listen to them. It helps.

Cuddle your pets if you have them/can cuddle them.

Take pictures of them. Talk to them. Tell them how you feel, about your favorite movie, a new game coming out, anything.

May seem small or silly to some, but this list keeps people alive.

*** At your absolute best you won’t be good enough for the wrong people. But at your worst, you’ll still be worth it to the right ones. Remember that. Keep holding on.

*** In case nobody has told you today I love you and you are worth your weight and then some in gold, so be kind to yourself and most of all keep pushing on!!!!

Find something to be grateful for!

May I please get 2 friends or family members to copy and re-post? I am trying to demonstrate that someone is always listening.

#SuicideAwareness

Just two. Any two.

Say done.

[bre-is-changing]

It's 10am and I already cleaned the bathroom, the kitchen, did 2 loads of laundry and got 3 big bags of clothes ready to take to the domestic violence shelter. Proud of myself. Now if only I can keep it going so I can do the other things I need to get done today 😮‍💨

[starlit-mansion]

i might make the post where i was very critical of laundry stripping specifically in one person's 50k note post unrebloggable soon because my problem with the original post is that it's a bad resource for probably 90% or more of people and situations, and i don't think mine is a sterling resource either. I just think that it's important to be really critical of life hacks, ESPECIALLY one's with really dramatic visual stim elements like seeing a bathtub full of brown sludge as proof it's worked.

So my slightly more articulated points are:

Based on OP's comments, OP has uncommonly hard water and issues with at least one of the big common detergents, and specifically was talking about very old worn clothes. All of these are probably not applicable to you if you don't think your clothes are gross right now. If they smell and feel clean as is, then you don't need to torture them for no reason.

You can make your own laundry soap, it's cheaper than storebought but also particulate inhalation is no joke, and you might be at some risk from it from borax... if you can buy borax; it's banned in some places. i'm not fucking doing that, because i want the laundry detergent that i like that already has blueing in it.

The particular practice of alkaline soaking isn't bunk, but it can be harmful to a lot of fabrics, is better for whites and lights rather than your dark clothes (again, dye leech!)

You can just do this with oxygenated cleaners (oxyclean), and you don't need to make your tub unusable for 12-24 hours. the tub thing is a very bright white surface that you can see a very visible change in, but you can soak things IN YOUR WASHER. if it's modern, it probably has a setting for it. if there's not a reason for you to haul heavy wet clothes from your bathroom to your washer, you don't need to see the dramatic visual results of soaking, the same way you don't need to see your dirty dishwater when you've got a dishwasher right there doing the work for you

the real thing that experts have to say on it is just wash your clothes more effectively. don't overload the washer, use 2-3 tablespoons (or the 1 line in the cap) of detergent per load, don't use scented additives or fabric softeners, look up how to clean your washer, add white vinegar into the fabric softener dispenser or add it in and run another rinse to deal with any issues from your clothes not being rinsed out. this is not as tiktokable but it's easier and cheaper and overall a good choice for the environment

if you need to do this for stuff, you probably need to do it once before doing laundry in the above way to maintain it, to strip out buildup from fabric softener, deodorant, body oils, lotion, etc. I'd only bother with it if the laundry was gross! I don't actually have stuff that feels and smells nasty. I used to have a polyester dress that had a body odor funk, but i stopped wearing it and donated it to a thrift store. It probably could have stood a good presoak to get rid of the gunk. i'd have done it in the machine drum or a bucket next to the machine, personally.

really, this is just rebranded presoaking. it sucks that most of us aren't taught how to do laundry correctly and there is a genuine pitfall of residue-leaving products that make things worse, but i also think Big Laundry is less out to get you than it seems. washers are helpful and efficient and we don't need to start mistrusting them and doing laundry by hand

line drying in sunlight is genuinely nice and also good at getting rid of germs and saving power and wear on the dryer. I can't do it where i live now but i used to. If your really want to do something old-fashioned for the aesthetic, a line of nicely hung clothes is lovely. (You can pop them in the dryer for 5 minutes to get rid of crunchiness, esp on towels)

I would be hypocritical if i said wash stuff less. I don't, because something in my head says it's gross. i want my clothes clean and i won't rewear stuff after 8 hours of wear unless its an emergency or a polyester skirt. however, you can hang and air stuff for longer wear. just don't do it for stuff directly touching your junk and pits and feets. wash that.

...also fast fashion is not purposefully trying to get your clothes dingy to make you buy more. the other problems with it vastly outstrip those and that was the one part of the post that genuinely bothered me. why invent a problem when you already are dealing with another separate problem (people don't know how to do laundry effectively and rely on info from commercials, and also there's a lot of hard water in most places.)

finally: research this stuff on like at least one reputable news/interest site. they're gonna write articles about every trend some tiktokker popularizes, that's good clickbait right there.

[spicywhenspeaking]

Things I’ve done since my work hiatus

Watched 4 seasons of sex and the city (love it but I’m ready to fight Carrie)

Watched 2 seasons of suits (love it and I wanna kiss them all)

Finished the 11th season of Survivor 💪🏼

Wrote 3 paragraphs 😮‍💨

Got bronchitis (dr said “yep your lungs sound like rice crispy’s” 😳)

Washed / Dried & folded SIX loads of laundry

Treated the bathroom mold 😖😵‍💫😷

Cleaned the living room 🤪

Still to do

Clean and reorganize kitchen / bathroom / closets

PURGE ALL JUNK and DECLUTTER !!!

find new apartment 🤪

Write MORE!!! 📝

Learn how to do my own nails

[ceekbee]

Love this 💜

As we move through the holidays into blue January, some of us need this list (and that’s ok) ♡♡♡

DEPRESSION TIPS:

Shower. Not a bath, a shower.

Use water as hot or cold as you like. You don’t even need to wash. Just get in under the water and let it run over you for a while. Sit on the floor if you gotta.

Moisturize everything.

Use whatever lotion you like.

Unscented? Dollar store lotion? Fancy 48 hour lotion that makes you smell like a field of wildflowers? Use whatever you want, and use it all over your entire dermis.

Put on clean, comfortable clothes.

Put on your favorite underwear.

Those ridiculous boxers you bought last christmas with candy cane hearts on the butt? Put them on.

Drink cold water.

Use ice. If you want, add some mint or lemon for an extra boost.

Clean something.

Doesn’t have to be anything big. Organize one drawer of a desk. Wash five dirty dishes. Do a load of laundry. Scrub the bathroom sink.

Blast music.

Listen to something upbeat and dancey and loud, something that’s got lots of energy. Sing to it, dance to it, even if you suck at both.

Make food.

Don’t just grab a granola bar to munch. Take the time and make food. Even if it’s ramen. Add something special to it, like a soft boiled egg or some veggies. Prepare food, it tastes way better, and you’ll feel like you accomplished something.

Make something.

Write a short story or a poem, draw a picture, color a picture, fold origami, crochet or knit, sculpt something out of clay, anything artistic. Even if you don’t think you’re good at it. Create.

Go outside.

Take a walk. Sit in the grass. Look at the clouds. Smell flowers. Put your hands in the dirt and feel the soil against your skin.

Call someone.

Call a loved one, a friend, a family member, call a chat service if you have no one else to call. Talk to a stranger on the street. Have a conversation and listen to someone’s voice. If you can’t bring yourself to call, text or email or whatever, just have some social interaction with another person. Even if you don’t say much, listen to them. It helps.

Cuddle your pets if you have them/can cuddle them.

Take pictures of them. Talk to them. Tell them how you feel, about your favorite movie, a new game coming out, anything.

May seem small or silly to some, but this list keeps people alive.

*** At your absolute best you won’t be good enough for the wrong people. But at your worst, you’ll still be worth it to the right ones. Remember that. Keep holding on.

*** In case nobody has told you today I love you and you are worth your weight and then some in gold, so be kind to yourself and most of all keep pushing on!!!!

Find something to be grateful for!

May I please get 2 friends or family members to copy and re-post? I am trying to demonstrate that someone is always listening.

#SuicideAwareness

#HaveARealConversation

#988Lifeline

#ificandoityoucandoit

#speakupagainststigma

#EndStigma

Just two. Any two.

Say done.

[butts-bouncing-on-the-beltway]

Wifey comes home today and the dogs don't know it so they officially hit peak wretched baby behavior yesterday and have slumped into depressed baby behavior today. I do have work today but it's my short day so I'm thinking after I'm done with work and before I head to the airport with doggos to pick up wifey, I'll wash dishes and dogs.

That way wifey doesn't feel like the house is exactly as she left it you know? I definitely know it's not in worse shape I was very careful to always clean up my presence, but I want her to not have to clean up things that were here a week ago when she left either cuz that sucks and just because I was busy and had a hard time getting around to them shouldn't make them her problem. Most things like that aren't a big deal, or are things we specifically planned for (e.g. she emptied the litterbox right before she left and it's self cleaning so it only needs to be done once a week) but the dishes were a fluke that snuck by us in the last couple days before she left and then I literally never once had the spoons to get to them (heh) while Wifey was gone. Which I expected! I kinda figured that I would either do them all on Friday or maybe if I was very lucky do 1 round a dayon the others. So at least I'm on schedule lol.

Anyway, I did also clean the tub this week, and pick up the laundry in the bathroom, so I figure I might also do a quick wipe down in bathroom (sink, toilet, tub, sweep floors, take out trask) since it usually only takes 15 minutes and would make the whole room look really nice at this point. That plus shiny dishes and dogs is bound to make wifey happy coming home.

Anyway, my morning plans are as follows:

throw chili in the crock pot for dinner tonight

maintenance clean of bathroom

first round of dishes

take out the bedroom and bathroom trashes

refill pet water fountains

Extra Credit: unpack the monthly grocery grocery delivery and confirm their allergen listings

So far I'm over 100% on my tasks today and feeling great about it!

In the next hour I've got some work tasks to do, a little documentation stuff to prep for the day basically, and then it's off the the races for my short day with clients, my one on one, and then me getting the dogs ready for the evening!

Managed to finish all of my work prep stuff even the thing I was sure I wouldn't manage! So yay to that! We're still at "all essential AND all extra credit tasks completed" for each phase of my day so far, though obviously I'm not gonna elaborate on the work stuff for privacy reasons.

Feeling good about the day, feeling good about my ability to get shit down now that I've been back on my meds for a week, feeling pretty good overall! I do think I might be headed for a no show today but I'm fine with that because it'll just give me an extra 45 min for dishes and one less note to write before I switch over to household tasks this afternoon.

I am contemplating doing an extra credit task of throwing on new sheets and remaking the bed fresh and clean for wifey since Jaxxine crunched her yams all over this one all week on top of chewing on the fitted sheet like a pacifier to calm herself lol. But we'll see how that goes.

I've managed to get both blankets into the wash, and the quilt is already in the dryer, so I figure I'm definitely remaking the bed now. I'm most of the way through the tough jobs and then all that's left is the easy or fun ones. I do have to leave in about 3 hours tho, so I'm definitely running low on time. Gotta prioritize a bit and wittle down my remaining tasks. Dinner's all set but for some rice if we decide to make it. I may just empty the dish rack and not worry about washing a 3rd load unless I finish everything else in time. Jaxx definitely needs a bath next, then the tub a wipe down, the pets fed, and me a shower. At that point we're likely to be ok the edge of time so I'm thinking remake the bed and then kitty fun den and then prep the dogs for our trip.

After work plans are as follows:

2-3 more rounds of dishes 1 more round of dishes

bathe the lassie (START WITH THE LAD)

Feed the dogs dinner

bathe self

wipe down tub

build kitty fun den with dinner and treats

pick up wifey from her trip

Extra Credit: wash the blankets dry the blankets

Extra Credit: remake the bed with fresh sheets and blankets

[whentherewerebicycles]

my happy sundog :) we get a lot of glorious late afternoon sun in the kitchen and he’s been able to really bask this week in a way he hasn’t since we left texas. looks like it should be a pretty nice day today too! we got up at 6:20 which still feels like 5:20 even a week post-time change 🥴 but my body feels good after yesterday’s longer run—no lingering soreness or shin splints! I did my work task and answered outstanding emails so I only have to monitor my inbox periodically today.

my NUMBER ONE TASK for the day is to do all these returns. I plan to tackle them in two chunks based on geographic location:

trip 1: kohls (amazon returns), target (return toaster + buy cleaning spray), home goods

trip 2: UPS store (need to box & tape before), tj maxx, costco (no returns I just need to pick up paper towels and toilet paper)

most of the places open between 9-9:30 so I will let myself lounge a bit longer before I head out. my goal is to get all of that done between 9-12 (though hopefully it won’t take that long!!).

I think I will also prioritize getting the house in order today—I did some light tidying last night but can do a deeper clean today. maybe I’ll put on a podcast and work on that in the afternoon after I finish my errands. that list includes:

take out upstairs + downstairs trash

take out recycling

vacuum entire downstairs (entryway, living room, bathroom, laundry room, kitchen)

declutter/tidy fireplace area

re-hang bathroom mirror

do two loads of laundry (one for sheets/towels/pillows + one for clothes)

find a permanent storage home for the toaster oven to free up counter space

clorox toilets

wipe down bathroom counters

wipe down kitchen counters

clean out entire car (take a trash bag out for all the crumpled receipts etc, organize the backseat and trunk, wipe down interiors with lysol wipe, vacuum, put toll pass in window)

reorganize entryway closet

finish hanging banner upstairs

vacuum entire upstairs (bedroom, bathroom, hallway, dayroom)

[throw-aw4yfeelings]

I don't know how to start this really... I just feel I need to get it out cause I don't have anyone to express my feelings to which in itself sad because he doesn't get it.

Don't get me wrong I love my boyfriend. we've been dating for 6 almost 7 years now, but lately it's been fading and I don't think he really cares.

it all started on his birthday week we saw a new movie that came out and that weekend we went to dinner and when we got home we did it but only for maybe 3 minutes( if that). little tmi but he put in 3 thrusts and left. at first I thought he needed water or something. but then it turned into 5 minutes of me waiting and when I got dressed and looked for him, he was sitting in the living room just scrolling on his phone. He said he was waiting for his friend to come over.

I was upset. I told him that we didn't even do anything. but he said he was tired. after that, I just hid in the room for the rest night. I was crying because I am an overthinker.

the next day I asked him about again and he said "I told you (friends name) was coming over" mind you it took his friend over an hour to get to our house so obviously there was something else right? he kept saying the same thing and I told him "fine, I don't care." and I stormed to our bedroom.

there was silence in our home for a couple of days. just us doing our routines of getting ready for work. I told him that I wasn't going to sleep with him until he told me what the hell happened. he just brushed me off saying yeah right.

2 months go by, and we weren't in the best of terms, but we were drinking together(a couple of glasses of wine) and did it. same thing happened again. after maybe 5 minutes of thrusting he just stops and go to bed.

then he loses his job and starts complaining that he shouldn't been let go. I told him that it doesn't matter anymore and should start looking for new one. this has happened 3 times now he's an electrician and the shops he worked at simply ran out of jobs, this is what he tells me. I'm not quite sure I'm not in that line of work.

he got a new job after a week of not working. which happened before so there was really no point to worry.

things had gotten slightly better then.  but it was not the same. then on tiktok(of all places) I see he's reposting videos of girls showing off their asses. I don't care if he looks via 🌽, I do too. but seeing it in a public profile where anyone and everyone can see it got me mad. I told him how it made me felt, especially since our sex life is now dead. he got mad at me saying im doing the same this because i read romance stories. he ended up giving me a half ass apology and just deleted tiktok.

I don't know if he actually deleted it, I don't go through his phone. but I did tell him I didn't care and it was too late.

our arrangement is he cooks and does dishes, and I do laundry, that is the set chores. everything else is whoevers and doesn't really matter who does what as long as it gets done.

he started leaving his dirty clothes in his bathroom and not putting them in my bathroom where the washer is located. he then starts complaining to me that he never has clean clothes. I told him if he puts it in my bathroom I'll wash them but I'm not going to pick up your clothes when it's literally in the direction of leaving the room. he complains that he does everything and I should just go and pick up his clothes cause hes always tired after work. he doesn't even do the dishes, he washes plates or bowls and a couple of silverware so we can eat but that's it. the cups he uses stay in the sink the pots and pans stay in the sink. we have a dishwasher, but doesn't use it cause he doesn't know how. and when I showed him how, after one load they still came out dirty.

I told him I didn't want him cooking for me anymore and I will just handle myself. you can do your own laundry, just worry about yourself. he mumbes that I'm a bitch under his breath like I can't hear him but he still makes me dinner even though I told him multiple times to stop. he even bought a basket to fill then take to the washer, which helped at first, but now just sits in our bedroom. and he sometimes remembers to put it in my bathroom. but still complains about not having clean clothes.

I started doing dishes because I couldn't take it anymore. it bugs me when they're just sitting there.

I feel like im just living with the motions. nothing changes

it got worse in December when he got wasted and went shopping even though we are slowly going back to living paycheck to paycheck. I told him we didn't need a tree this year but he got one because it was an all black one. (we've been looking for one in previous years) and got mad at me when I told him where the tape was to wrap gifts, and he couldn't find it.

his drinking has always been a problem and something about that day just broke me. the next day I told him I didn't want to be with him anymore because I told him I hated him when he was wasted. and he just said he'll stop because he doesn't want to lose me.

a couple days after Christmas I was cleaning out a cabinet to make more room for our new kitchen items and I find empty bottles of alcohol. I texted him about it and he says they're old, but I don't know.

then his friend comes over the next day and gifted him a bottle. and they start drinking together. right in front of me. how is he going to tell me he's gonna stop, when he does it in front of my face. that night he gave me the 3/4th drank bottle and said to get rid of it because he doesn't want it. like that makes it better.

it is now coming up to 4 months since we last did. and nothing is the same anymore. he still says he loves me but we don't even kiss anymore. I just stopped saying love you back cause I don't know if I do anymore. I watch as all my friends and old high-school friends get married and have children and I'm just here with a boyfriend I don't even kiss anymore. i want to say i still love him, i still worry about him, like when it takes him a little longer to get home or when we're sleeping, i stay still to make sure he's still breathing but it's been almost 7 years and I feel like im just living with a roommate.

I'm sitting in my car, typing this because I don't really want to deal with this. I know I should but just can't. I feel like it's over. but I don't want it to be over.

[trisockatops]

I did manage to get done a fair bit of unpacking/moving stuff this weekend, so at least there's that.

Emptied out my old place (mostly was food and waiting for my new fridge)

Finished cleaning my old place

Checked mail at old place one last time

Left keys in old place

Finally unpacked the kitchen (I think final placements for all the pantry stuff is a work in progress, but everything has a home except for my hoard of spices I'm waiting for more storage for), so it's actually fucking usable

Deposited a check

Washed dishes

Bought the cutest lil crowbars meant for pulling up siding/flooring

Pulled up the siding so there's more room for my eventual range (which was an adventure that meant pulling out the cabinet and stacking up chairs to step over it because I'm afraid it would collapse under my weight)

Got rid of some excess chairs I bought for a specific counter that I haven't had a use for really in three places now

Recycled a buttload of boxes and got them out of my house

Put up some privacy window covers

Put down shelf liners in the old shelves and drawers

Cleared up the living room and started to decide how that's going to be organized

Finally have room to work out again with my workout station organized

God rid of an old rug that was apparently falling apart (went to put it in its place and the bottom just disintegrated everywhere)

Did a load of laundry at my old place so I don't have to bother my sister and see if I can use her washer/dryer since she's mad at me and I don't want to annoy her

Paid utilities still pending on old place

Sent out Christmas cards (late lmao but whatever, not like anybody sent me one anyway)

Found my SIL's birthday present while looking for unrelated supplies for cleaning my old place (holy shit it was so frustratingly hard to find a pumice stone to clean the grimy sink)

Things I need to do now:

Put up curtains everywhere

Put towels in the built in bathroom cabinet so I can get rid of the falling apart keeper I was storing towels in and move a piece of furniture to the living room to the bedroom so I can potentially keep my big chair

If not, throw out my big chair

The old water heater in the backyard is bugging me, so drag that to the front and call the city for disposal

Put up shelves so I can unpack 1 of my 2 last boxes (it's all decorative stuff there's no room for now since all my old places had nooks and crannies to put things on)

Put up art on wall or commit to painting the place

Plug in a bunch of surge protectors so I actually have places to plug shit in

Tape the internet cord to the wall since ofc it's right in the only space I have for working out

HANG THE DAMN TOWEL HOLDER AND TOILET PAPER HOLDER IN THE BATHROOM

Commit to either getting correct gas/electric installed for a range

Purchase a range before prices go up again (the one I was looking at went up $500 and is out of my budget now, grr)

Start the mushroom grower thing my siblings got me for Christmas

Call the bank because I accidentally transfered money to my fucking CD instead of the actual account I wanted to use. I also need to update my address and I was wanting to start some powerflex accounts with them so it needed done anyway but fuck that's gonna be a mess

[madamlaydebug]

💔DEPRESSION TIPS:

Shower. Not a bath, a shower.

Use water as hot or cold as you like. You don’t even need to wash. Just get in under the water and let it run over you for a while. Sit on the floor if you gotta.

Moisturize everything.

Use whatever lotion you like.

Unscented? Dollar store lotion? Fancy 48 hour lotion that makes you smell like a field of wildflowers? Use whatever you want, and use it all over your entire dermis.

Put on clean, comfortable clothes.

Put on your favorite underwear.

Cute black lacy panties? Those ridiculous boxers you bought last christmas with candy cane hearts on the butt? Put them on.

Drink cold water.

Use ice. If you want, add some mint or lemon for an extra boost.

Clean something.

Doesn’t have to be anything big. Organize one drawer of a desk. Wash five dirty dishes. Do a load of laundry. Scrub the bathroom sink.

Blast music.

Listen to something upbeat and dancey and loud, something that’s got lots of energy. Sing to it, dance to it, even if you suck at both.

Make food.

Don’t just grab a granola bar to munch. Take the time and make food. Even if it’s ramen. Add something special to it, like a soft boiled egg or some veggies. Prepare food, it tastes way better, and you’ll feel like you accomplished something.

Make something.

Write a short story or a poem, draw a picture, color a picture, fold origami, crochet or knit, sculpt something out of clay, anything artistic. Even if you don’t think you’re good at it. Create.

Go outside.

Take a walk. Sit in the grass. Look at the clouds. Smell flowers. Put your hands in the dirt and feel the soil against your skin.

Call someone.

Call a loved one, a friend, a family member, call a chat service if you have no one else to call. Talk to a stranger on the street. Have a conversation and listen to someone’s voice. If you can’t bring yourself to call, text or email or whatever, just have some social interaction with another person. Even if you don’t say much, listen to them. It helps.

Cuddle your pets if you have them/can cuddle them.

Take pictures of them. Talk to them. Tell them how you feel, about your favorite movie, a new game coming out, anything.

May seem small or silly to some, but this list keeps people alive.

*** At your absolute best you won’t be good enough for the wrong people. But at your worst, you’ll still be worth it to the right ones. Remember that. Keep holding on.

*** In case nobody has told you today I love you and you are worth your weight and then some in gold, so be kind to yourself and most of all keep pushing on!!!!

Find something to be grateful for!

May I please get 2 friends or family members to copy and re-post? I am trying to demonstrate that someone is always listening.

#SuicideAwareness

Just two. Any two.

Say done.

[lornrocks]

Today was dead in the office so I wfh and in that time I:

1. Did 4 loads of laundry and put them away

2. Cleaned some stains on the carpets (cat puke) and on the mat (blood from my skin leaking)

3. Want through my clothes and accessories and bagged up the ones for donation and made a pile in the second bedroom for the stuff I’m gonna list online

4. Tidied up the desk area

5. Tidied up the shelf in my bedroom

6. Put some stuff away in the bathrooms

7. Brought in the trash and recycle cans

8. Got the mail

9. Refilled the bird feeder

10. Tidied up the kitchen

11. Tidied up the living room

12. Remade the bed after washing stuff

13. Washed some reusable straws

14. Worked on washing/cleaning some sneakers that are good condition and I will donate

15. Reorganized my bag collection

16. Refilled my pill holders for about three weeks of meds

17. Reorganized my socks/undies drawer (and threw out old gross ones)

I still need to dump out the litter box and put in new pellets, rearrange my gallery wall/hang up my new art pieces, and run the dishwasher. And eventually touch up my roots. (And of course list a bunch of stuff I want to sell, stuff my mom wants to sell). And then I’ll take my donations in.

My point of this is: I could have done a lot of this spread out over the week if I wasn’t in office every day, instead of trying to get it all done when the mood hit.

[xsalamandax]

I haven’t posted in forever, a few updates since my last posts:

1) I got a job and stayed at said job for almost a year however I was getting very physically ill at that place due to the amount of stress that was put on me and I had to quit due to the toll it was taking on my body

2) my room has been trashed and cleaned up probably 4 or 5 times since the last cleaning posts

3) just these last few days my boyfriend helped me clean my bedroom and another room in my house, I’ve done about 4 loads of laundry, I cleaned the entire bathroom which needed done very badly but I didn’t take a before and after picture of it, and I’m on my way to getting a new job. My new boss had a phone interview with me and on it he said he’d talk to his boss about hiring me on for more money and today he confirmed that I’d be making more and he cancelled the in person interview and has decided to just continue with the hiring process. I am doing so well and I’m so excited and grateful that things are looking up.

I will begin posting again as I get back into a healthy routine again, and I will be working on getting my OF back up and running

[1solone]

DEPRESSION TIPS:

Shower. Not a bath, a shower.

Use water as hot or cold as you like. You don’t even need to wash. Just get in under the water and let it run over you for a while. Sit on the floor if you gotta.

Moisturize everything.

Use whatever lotion you like.

Unscented? Dollar store lotion? Fancy 48-hour lotion that makes you smell like a field of wildflowers? Use whatever you want, and use it all over your entire dermis.

Put on clean, comfortable clothes.

Put on your favorite underwear.

Those ridiculous boxers you bought last Christmas with candy cane hearts on the butt? Put them on.

Drink cold water.

Use ice. If you want, add some mint or lemon for an extra boost.

Clean something.

Doesn’t have to be anything big. Organize one drawer of a desk. Wash five dirty dishes. Do a load of laundry. Scrub the bathroom sink.

Blast music.

Listen to something upbeat and dancey and loud, something that’s got lots of energy. Sing to it, dance to it, even if you suck at both.

Make food.

Don’t just grab a granola bar to munch. Take the time and make food. Even if it’s ramen. Add something special to it, like a soft-boiled egg or some veggies. Prepare food, it tastes way better, and you’ll feel like you accomplished something.

Make something.

Write a short story or a poem, draw a picture, color a picture, fold origami, crochet or knit, sculpt something out of clay, or anything artistic. Even if you don’t think you’re good at it. Create.

Go outside.

Take a walk. Sit in the grass. Look at the clouds. Smell flowers. Put your hands in the dirt and feel the soil against your skin.

Call someone.

Call a loved one, a friend, or a family member, call a chat service if you have no one else to call. Talk to a stranger on the street. Have a conversation and listen to someone’s voice. If you can’t bring yourself to call, text, email, or whatever, just have some social interaction with another person. Even if you don’t say much, listen to them. It helps.

Cuddle your pets if you have them/can cuddle them.

Take pictures of them. Talk to them. Tell them how you feel, about your favorite movie, a new game coming out, anything.

May seem small or silly to some, but this list keeps people alive.

*** At your absolute best you won’t be good enough for the wrong people. But at your worst, you’ll still be worth it to the right ones. Remember that. Keep holding on.

*** In case nobody has told you today I love you and you are worth your weight and then some in gold, so be kind to yourself and most of all keep pushing on!!!!

Find something to be grateful for!

May I please get 2 friends or family members to copy and re-post? You never know who on your list needs to hear this.

#SuicideAwareness

#HaveARealConversation

#988Lifeline

Just two. Any two.

Say DONE.