I hate being sick. Especially when I feel so poorly that I can’t muster the strength to do, well, anything. I had plans to knit and bake and generally get things ready for Christmas. instead, I’ve been barely functional and working on being able to breathe because of course I would catch the monster cold of monsters. 

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