I baked chicken nuggets and cookies on the same sheet in the oven, then turned it off and left the door open so it would help heat the house. Now it smells like cookies and warm and I'm okay with that.
(much better than the first day back at work after a long vacation, then shivering in 45 degree rain for 30 minutes waiting for the shuttle to show up) (P.S. I was foolish to not expect bombardment the second I clocked in.) (P.P.S. My annual evaluation was done today. Went well.)
There's a hot bath in my immediate future.
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