This weekend not only my purse but also my waist took a real hit.
Me and my boyfriend, the greedy people we are, took ourselves to Aachen for the day. Aachen is a beautiful old town, with a huge Cathedral and yeah basically its beautiful.
Oooh but it gets better. Aachen is home to the the Lindt factory.
And that is basically how I am now in this situation, the proud owner of approximately 5000 kilos of pure chocolate heaven and the will power of a two year old.
Seriously why do I do this to myself? Anyway to make myself feel better we are all adopting the party line ‘Chocolate has basically no calories’ (and technically Chocolate has milk in it- practically a healthy food). Don’t we all feel better now?
We now also have the slight problem of heaving 5000000 kilos of chocolate around because we are currently going through the delightful task of moving.
I hate moving.
I’m literally the most least organised (does that work?) person in the world, I’m not even organised enough to pair my socks together, which is terrible because moving is essentially the act of organising all your stuff into big brown boxes.
I really do need to work out a way to beam my mum over for help.
Anyway if you guys have an hints or tips on a) how to move without going absolutely fucking crazy or b) the most brilliant way to demolish 500000000 kilos of chocolate heaven I would be really gratefull.
Love Robyn !