No Cutlery Drawer

So I recently moved into a new apartment.

And guess what it doesn’t have?

No, not a sofa. Not a microwave.

A fucking cutlery drawer.

Whoever designed this kitchen should have Gordan Ramsey slapping 2 slices of bread around their head

But, am I still eating my meals?

Yes.

Am I sat cross legged on the floor ladling soup with my hands like some smelly hippy? 

Absolutely not.

Why?

Because I’m not gonna throw a wobbler over drawer logistics and starve myself.

I make it work.

And I know a cutlery drawer isn’t that deep but it got me thinking…

This is exactly what people do with their health and fitness.

Not got a perfect kitchen? No diet.

Gym not on your doorstep? No training.

Kids eat snacks? Guess I’ll inhale five Freddos then.

(Props if you can afford 5 of those fuckers)

You don’t need a perfect setup to get results.

You need structure. Discipline. And a way that actually fits your life.

You’ve just got to make it work with or without the drawer.

That’s what my coaching does.

It’s not about spoon fed meal plans or a “Ooh we can try again next week” chat.

It’s about learning how to adapt, stay consistent, and finally get somewhere even when life removes your ability to put a fucking spoon in a drawer! 

(I’m still not over it, more therapy required)

So let me be your cutlery drawer and put your polished silverware in me………