Sometimes, forgetting things has its advantages. It was the start of Lent yesterday and I completely forgot; along with clearing out the fridge, addressing my finances and the twenty other things glowering at me on my To Do List.
I had a couple of glasses of wine last night and I only remembered about Lent this morning after having eaten four biscuits with my coffee. Biscuits and wine. I was supposed to be giving up both these indulgences until 13th April. Too late now. I must try to remember next year. I might have remembered, had I eaten pancakes yesterday, but I didn’t because I am on a diet.
The sun is out this morning, so I have no excuse not to do all the outdoor things on my To Do List before the heavens open again, but I will take the dog for a walk first. So let’s hope I remember when I get back.