Pancakes lol

I woke up this morning with the strong desire to make pancakes! I could already taste them and it was so alluring that I actually got out of bed BEFORE 11AM ON MY DAY OFF to cook them. So I throw on my robe and totter out into the kitchen. Of course there are no pans clean, so I attack the closest one. Mind you, I dispise doing dishes of any kind and this one had baked on scrambled eggs that could've used a sandblaster to remove. Frankly I'd rather scrub a toliet, but I would not be deterred. I wanted those pancakes! Nearly ten minutes later it was sparkling clean and ready for use. I whipped the pancake mix together, being careful to pay attention to the directions on the box (I'd never actually made pancakes before) and started cooking. It took forever, but they came out beautifully. They were round and golden, fluffy and smelled great. I'd burned my hand, made a mess on the counter and I'm pretty sure I melted the spatula, but I had my pancakes. I called my parents to come and make their plates. As we settle down to dive in, I look down at my perfect, round, golden, fluffy breakfast and frowned. I wasn't hungry anymore.