Well that's how I feel at the moment. The whole decontamination of the kitchen seems to be taking forever, and I seem to be in constant panic that someone is going to come along and undo my "clean" cupboard, that I just organised"! It's not that the family aren't getting on board with all this, and God knows, they must feel like wringing my neck, when I'm hovering over them, explaining cross contamination for the seventy third time that morning. In fact I think I can see them rolling their eyes even when they have their backs to me!!!
Breaking the habit of a lifetime doesn't come easy after a couple of weeks of going GF, and I really have to stop myself screaming at Mike or one of the kids for leaving out a breadboard used for making crusty rolls for lunch. (Its only now that I realise the far reach of a crusty rolls crumb!) The Dymo labeller has been in overdrive, and the kitchen is starting to resemble a kindergarten, where everything has a label and a name and a place, and I am beginning to resemble one of those really grumpy teachers who everyone was afraid to look at!