64 degrees in the house when I came in, so on goes the heat (it's set at 65) and up go the bills. *sigh*
Pulled out the comforter, and need to find the snug sack for the office chair.
Made it through the work day without too much problem. The pain in my arm from the stupid IV seems to be getting better, until Kahvi decides to head-butt it. *sighs again, takes Vicodin*
**How can you care?** 'Because I choose to.' **You make it sound so simple.** 'That's because it is simple. Hard sometimes, but simple.'
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