Marissa Lingen (mrissa) wrote,
Marissa Lingen
mrissa

Warm Wiktory

The furnace fella came and fixed the sparker. We will eventually need a new furnace, but today is not that day. I'm still wearing a flannel nightgown, leggings, wool socks, and my bathrobe over the whole shebang while the house warms up, but we were never in any danger of really severe discomfort; my folks' house is ten minutes away, and we knew they'd welcome all four housemammals for an hour or a day or whatever it took while the furnace was getting fixed.

I used up the last of the Godiva hot chocolate, which means I get to try a new kind of hot chocolate. I got a lot of hot chocolate for Christmas. This is not even slightly a complaint. I did have to force myself to make it and start drinking it, though once I'd started it went fine. It's not that the PT stuff nauseates me per se. It just makes food seem like a really terrible idea even when I'm hungry. So since I have to do this thrice daily, I think what I'll do is to schedule it right after I have a meal, so that the ick has maximum time to dissipate before I need another meal. That's the theory, anyway. We'll see how it goes in practice.
Tags: so juicy sweeeet, veryveryvery fine house
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