Kitchen update - of sorts...

If you follow me on Instagram, you will have seen that after two months of living here I've finally baked my first cake in our new home. Why? Because I have worktops! There's still a very, very long way to go in our kitchen and the big work won't start for some time, but having worktops means I can at least use it. The bake couldn't have come at a better time. 

Somehow Monday found me in a dark place. The day had been off to a bad start, maybe I "got out the wrong side of the bed", maybe it was the grey February skies. I felt disillusioned, worried, angry with myself and the world, sad and scared. All in one. Not that I'd let on about any of that and I still tried to maintain a cheerful exterior - at least to the outside world. By late afternoon I felt a complete mess and to top it all, I had managed to fall out with one of my best friends due to a mistake I had made that I hadn't even realised but could see afterwards. That was it, the last straw. I sat in the car park of one large diy store sobbing - luckily it was already dark by then and nobody could see me. And yes, I'm a grown woman. Mondays don't get much worse than that... 

Moments of cheerfulness and bliss then come in unexpected ways, well possibly not completely unexpected, but let's just say I hadn't realised the impact beforehand. I had promised a recipe post to somebody and knew I needed to get into the kitchen, so Tuesday was dedicated to that. And suddenly I felt back to being myself (well, mostly anyway, it's been a tough week...): mixing the dough, greasing pans, baking, decorating, shooting the results. I had missed this way more than I had realised and the sheer normality of having a useable kitchen, watching eggs, oil and sugar turn into a light and fluffy mixture and the ritual of mixing ingredients to make a simple cake felt calming and uplifting. 

Anyway, imagine you're wondering how it comes that I now have worktops and kitchen units before the big work has even begun. After all, they'll just have to be taken out again for the building works and that makes it all seem "the wrong way round". Well, I mentioned in my last kitchen post that it had been my intention to source the units second hand from a (yes, that one) large bidding website. As it goes with this kind of shopping, you never know when the items you're after might come up and some are rarer than others. So, you have to strike (for lack of a better word) when you can. Waiting for the kitchen to be completely done and then setting out to find the right units wasn't going to work. Luckily, all the units are free standing, so moving them into the garden to make room for the works won't be much of a problem. I'm holding off on changing the wooden worktops for marble until the work is done though as that's not crucial right now. 

As you can see, it's still not great, there are still two unpacked boxes because I can't figure out where to store the items in them and it still very clearly looks like a "before" kitchen, but at least it's useable in some ways for now. And no matter how bad it looks, I am now able to do some of the things I've missed again: baking cakes. So, next time somebody tells you cake can't make you happy, just show them this post...