My toaster is about the only thing in my kitchen that I like at the moment.
Sure, it’s a bit grubby at the moment because I’m not the greatest cleaner in the world, but in theory it’s a very shiny red. Very posh.
The kitchen itself was put in when the flats were built five years ago.
A few people have said to me – why are you changing it? It’s only five years old!
But it was put in by the builders who were working to a budget.
It’s not a very big kitchen, the biggest issue I’ve always had is that it doesn’t have enough storage. But it’s generally a bit shit anyway.
SOMETHING under the sink has been leaking for a couple of years which has ended up rotting some of the paneling. Most of the cupboards are too small to be useful for anything and to top it all off the washing machine broke at the beginning of the year.
Obviously it hasn’t always worked a hundred per cent, because that would suggest a decent product had been bought, but this time it properly died.
My mum’s been doing my washing (and happily) my ironing since February.
I decided to get a new washing machine rather than repair the current one. But I also knew I wanted to install a new kitchen. I’d always sort of planned of doing it eventually now that most of the flat decorating is done, but I have moved it up the schedule a little.
The new kitchen is coming at the end of June. Once it’s installed you can expect lots of shiny instagram filtered pictures of it.
It will be a duck-egg blue that will compliment the light purple of the front room quite nicely.
I’m very excited about it, but it has occurred to me as I sit here imagining it in place, that the shiny red toaster will clash.
The only thing I like in my entire kitchen will have to go.
The upside is, I’m now in the market for a shiny, metallic blue toaster…
Prompt: The toaster. Discuss.
Ramblings of a(nother) Frustrated Writer 