Pancake Day & Lent

One. Singular. Pancake. A proper one. Flour, milk, eggs, a pile of sugar and half a lemon. So full of juice that my fingers became sticky, despite using cutlery.

None of this slimming world pancake omelette-pancake nonsense.

Self-control.

One pancake to rule them all.

This is the first year I have ever limited how many pancakes I have. I had one. I didn't scrimp on it. It was a beauty. Cooked to perfection (if I do say so myself) and ever so juicy. It was phenomenal. People on the facebook group were putting up pictures of their pancakes. None of them looked appetising.

I get it, they are syn-free- but who needs syn-free when you save up enough syns to have a proper one; and by god did I enjoy it. I ate it with my usual gusto, mixed with an intense determination to savour it. I was only having this one and I was going to enjoy it! I lapped it up. I rinsed my plate for every grain of sugar and I cam close to licking the stickiness off the plate. And then? I stopped. I was satisfied with my pancake, my tummy was full but more than that- I was satisfied with myself. My self-control clearly knows no bounds.

To make it even better, I was rewarded this morning when I stood with trepidation upon the bathroom scales and found that I have lost a little.

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So after all of that excitement last night, today is the start of Lent. I had a think about what I would like to give up and I found it really hard this year. I don't want to give up anything food-based as I have already put myself on this diet.

So I have decided to give up having a messy bedroom. This month, I am going to clear out all of my old law books, all of the jackets I keep in the bottom of my wardrobe for no reason, all of the shoes I will never wear because they are simply too high. I will get rid of my paperwork from undergrad (I have no idea why I have still got that) and the love letters I received from an old flame. I will rid myself of clutter and make my life a simplier and happier place to be as a result.

With so much negativity clouding my mind recently, I am determined to embrace change and to make myself a better person. Perhaps even somebody who deserves to be loved.

I am moulding a new Megan. I like her. She kicks butt.