I'm coughing and sore all over. My forehead, while not burning, is warmer than it should be (funny, my forehead's never been cold before... Maybe that only happens in death). The last thing I want to do is go grocery shopping.
And yet I have to, because I'm the only one capable of hauling back 3 kg of milk and a kilo of rice and another kilo of meat and all the other things which need buying.
Life does its best to suck sometimes.
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