I want to cook. I want to bake. I want to take pictures of everything I make and blog about out. I want to eat nice food, drink nice wine and feel ‘at home’. Earlier this year I experienced a real sense of homeliness – part of the drive for starting this blog. Annoyingly, as they year has progressed and we’ve not necessarily out grown (our flat is massive), but out-lived our apartment – it’s gone. My sense or urgency to cook and bake has disappeared and has been replaced with an urge to pack, clean and MOVE HOUSE!
For the next month, the last month of my challenge, I’m going to be living a sort of false life. Nothing I’ll do will be ‘normal’, nor will the things I eat. It will be case of eating whatever I can get my hands on and sleeping as much as I can in between packing and painting (providing our house goes through). There’s no sense of home. No sense of being settled. It all feel temporary. Like we’re house-sitting for someone and we’re getting ready to head home.
So I apologise. The last month of My Food Challenge isn’t going to be as good as the first I’m afraid. What I can take from this, I suppose, is that life is full of interesting twists and turns. I didn’t see this one coming.
Hayley Jayne xx