I cook in high heels...And other peculiarities

They say necessity is the mother of invention, and I believe this includes coming up with ways of getting stuff done using things that others already invented. For instance, as the second shortest person in our house (although not for much longer if the rate at which our youngest is growing is anything to go by), I realised some time ago that I had to find a way to elevate myself when cooking or doing the dishes because our kitchen counters are so high. I settled on wearing high heels and found that this worked perfectly.

At first everyone in the family would laugh as I paired my track pants and t-shirt with a pair of wedge heels just so I could chop onions and tomatoes or do a good job with the ugali. But over time they got used to it and now, whenever I ask one of our young ones to fetch my heels as I head to the kitchen, no one pays any attention. Of course if a neighbour or one of my siblings should drop by while I’m in the kitchen then I might need to explain the odd-looking outfit.