Today, feeling like a cleaning demon. In the kitchen is a giant and ancient pine cupboard (or press) which contains everything you would find in a pantry, and other stuff too. My usual method for inserting more 'stuff' into this cupboard is to stretch out my arms and shove everything backwards a bit, and place the new 'stuff' at the front. Consequently, and approximately annually, I have to remove absolutely everything and root out the nightmare contents from the back..... Its scary. So, today was the day! Among the many frightening contents I had 4 open bags of sugar, two open bottles of golden syrup, an empty brown sauce, several jars of jam with furry coats, and last years almost empty jar of mincemeat which had formed its own civilisation and government. All now arranged into military order, date order, type order and any other order I could think of. All scary stuff consigned to chicken gullets and turkey fattening purposes.
On a roll, also cleaned the deep fat fryer, fridge, cookery bowl cupboard and removed the more intrusive cobwebs from the kitchen ceiling. Come visit now. Quickly. Before the chaos reasserts itself......
College stuff being marked as I type. Have floated through anxiety into a kind of peace out the other side. Flying above the worry now. If I don't pass I'm not re-sitting. I shall spend my time cleaning...
Excited about my boys coming home, and a few days with the lovely Daisy. Also have a Christmas house guest who is working locally over the festive period. He is most welcome. Pups growing, now nearly 5 weeks old. Still gorgeous.
Have dusted off my Ugly Christmas Sweater for another year - can hardly wait to appear in full sartorial splendour.
If we don't see you over Christmas and the New Year we wish you, one and all, a peaceful Christmas and a happy and healthy New Year.
X
13th December 2012 - 7am. Over the fields
Same morning. Home
2 comments:
Well, aren't you the Busy Bee.
The numerous bags of open sugar sounds like you have been delving in my cupboards, does it happen to everyone?
Of course you will 'pass', no sweat, you will not get out that easy.
But I won't beat you, which is, frankly, a bit galling!!!!
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