The cleaning freaks out there just imagine this...
A whiteish grey kitchen top covered in bread crumbs, various spices scattered around and marmite smeared across the lot for good measure. Plus on the floor there is evidence of several slug trails, particularly around some red lentils which have been there for weeks...
Well that was a very accurate description of the kitchen I used to have to cook in.
I'll hold my hand up to being a clean freak as far as kitchens go, I'm quite happy to have a messy bedroom , lounge and even bathroom. But I cannot stand a grim kitchen. My mother was an incredibly house proud woman and a cleaner. Growing up my house was always immaculate. Since visiting Malta I've seen that this seems to be a maltese thing (my mum is Maltese), every family member's house I have visited has always been pristine and terrfyingly clean.
Anyway sorry to have rambled on a bit there but my point is cooking in that original kitchen decribed above has just been a nightmare to me. Obviously I couldn't cook in it and I always had to clean it before I could cook in it... Well faced with that there was many a time I thought fuck that and got a take away instead.
At the start of my diet I could get away with such behaviour, having a lot to lose, but as stones have dropped off, loosing weight has become harder and take aways plus other bits of food cheating have prevented me from loosing weight.
I still have such a long way to go and over the last couple of months I have gained a few pounds back.
I am now ready to re-start this dieting malarkey and now I am free of the shitty kitchen. So good bye slugs, psycho bitch house mates, marmite smears and hello no excuses.
Re-start weight 12 stone five pounds.
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