Rise and shine: 7.00am
Chocolate consumed: One lamington, one Mars Bar
Toilet timeouts: 0
On the menu: Spaghetti Bolognese
All kids in bed by: 8.00pm
Cleaned the TV cabinet and TV, wiped down all the walls and door frames in the lounge room, got the kids to take every single last toy back to their bedrooms–yes, it involved bribery, but I can’t remember the last time our lounge room was completely toy free (it didn’t last long, a few toys have already found their way back).
In my last post I ranted a bit about how much I hate my house. I’m going to rant just a little bit more today, because of all the rooms in my house, I hate my kitchen the most, which is unfortunate considering how much time I spend in there. Basically, it is tiny. Like really tiny. It is a galley style kitchen and the floor space is no wider than the doorway. I don’t know who designed it, but it is so dysfunctional.
The bench space beside the oven is no wider than the kettle, so when I cook I have stuff balanced on the edge of the sink. There’s a little bit of bench space next to the dishwasher, but that’s usually housing the sandwich press or the cakemixer (which I usually never put away after I’ve used them–my bad). That leaves the bench/breakfast bar next to the fridge as the only usable bench space. It’s not too bad if I’m on top of the dishes situation, but if the dishes start piling up on the bench…
There are also hardly any cupboards/storage space. There is a double cupboard and single cupboard under the main bench, which is where I keep all my crockery (dinner plates, bowls, etc), glasses and mugs. There is one redeeming feature here, as someone who lived here before us had the genius idea to screw heaps of hooks into the top of the cupboard for hanging mugs, which frees up a heap of space (though visitors never seem to be able to find the mugs because they’re hidden behind the lip of the cupboard). Then there are four cupboards under the sink. These ones are pretty much unusable because of the mice. It doesn’t matter what I try, they always seem to get in there. Then they poop and wee on everything. It’s so so gross. Not to mention the smell makes me want to gag every time I open the cupboards. I’m constantly having to wash down the cupboards and everything in them (not to mention disinfect!). I just don’t have time to be doing it all the time (plus it’s a pretty unpleasant job).
There are three drawers by the dishwasher, but only two are functional. The bottom of the bottom drawer is pretty dodgy and won’t hold any weight and also slides out of the drawer when the drawer is opened.
We put in some portable shelves next to the fridge and they’ve mostly been housing all our pretty glassware, like wine glasses, etc. Plus other stuff we pretty much never use. There’s also a little set of portable plastic drawers next to the dishwasher (which the mice also like to climb into).
So that’s my sucky sucky kitchen. Here’s a pic of it in its ‘before’ state. The main bench isn’t visible in this pic (it’s next to the fridge and I’m pretty sure covered in dishes). The white lines are to blank out my kids’ names, pictures and school name, in case you were wondering, though I’m sure nobody has good enough eyesight to make them out anyway.
Next post I will start showing you what I’ve been doing to improve the suckiness of my kitchen, including how I’ve been finding new ways to utilise the space (and work around the mouse problem). (Also, not so much ranting next time.)