Started in with spackle and grout* at work shortly after arriving. Toughed it out until about 11:45 then gave up and came home. Turned the thermostat up four effin' degrees and dressed warmly and still feel chilled. Don't feel hungry, or I'd have some hot soup.
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*From the old joke. "Where's your husband? I haven't seen him lately." "Oh, he's in the bathroom with spackle and grout." "Oh, the poor dear. My husband had that all last week."
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*From the old joke. "Where's your husband? I haven't seen him lately." "Oh, he's in the bathroom with spackle and grout." "Oh, the poor dear. My husband had that all last week."