This morning, I conceded that, stuffed to the gills or not, I absolutely had to defrost my fridge. It had an ice build up on the fins that was several inches thick, the worse it has ever been. I blame that on two things: a) the weather fluctuations that have made for changing temps in the fridge, and b) the fact that this is the first time I’ve ever kept my fridge so full. My trip to Moose Jaw is holding up!
The freezer wasn’t too bad, so I left its door shut, then I turned off the fridge, emptied it, and left the door open. I had to run the generator all morning, so I periodically got up and blasted the fridge with the hair dryer until the ice came loose in huge chunks. Once all the ice was gone, I cleaned the fridge thoroughly, dried it well, and restocked it. It is slow to cool back down since it’s so hot outside.
I also spent some time deep cleaning the kitchen and making a mental note of all the things I don’t use anymore now that I’ve cut starchy carbs out of my diet (except on days when I’m physically active), mostly the baking supplies.
If this gets to be a habit, I may be able to seriously cut down on how much stuff I have in my kitchen! But I’m not quite there yet. I’d have to go a full year without pulling out the rolling pin and pastry cutter, for example, before putting them in the donation pile.
One thing I’ve noticed since I’m no longer having pasta, potatoes, and rice is how my need for potable water has gone right down. Most days, I just pump myself two litres to drink during the day and that gets me through. No more pouring money down the drain when making food!
And before the comments start pouring in, I’m not depriving myself. I’ve simply discovered that not only do I feel better not eating those things on an average day, but I also don’t miss them. On days when I’m active, like doing construction at C&C’s, I’m very eager to tuck into Caroline’s herby-garlicky biscuits! But on a day like today when I’m mostly at my desk, a piece of fruit is all the carbs I need.
One thing that I’ve noticed for a while now is that when I’d go on a carb and sugar binge, I would get ill for several days. Not enough to not function, but enough to have a weird feeling at the back of my throat, to stuff me up, and to make me lose my appetite. Which is exactly how I’ve felt for the past week. What did I have last weekend? Tons of bread, pasta, and chocolate cake (which also had eggs in it). I bet I’m paying for that and boy have I learned my lesson!
Needless to say, feeling sub-par means that I have not yet gotten under the rig to check out my wiring situation. It’ll happen!
