The Pantry

I've wanted a pantry for quite some time now.  In fact talking to my BH I've wanted one FOREVER.  Well last night my dreams came true, and how did I feel? Exhausted!!! I'd completely forgotten how tiring emptying presses, sorting things and stacking shelves can be.  Bet I walked miles between the old and new kitchens, himself reckoned it was miles anyway and I'll agree so I won't feel guilty about any chocolate consumption I might have today.  Of course now all the food is in one side of the house, and all the plates/ cooking utensils are in the other side, so yes I feel a chocolate binge coming on as payment to myself for my marathon walks.  Just as well my mouth is feeling better, no point excercising without some reward?