I am in a food coma.
Yankee Cousin said "I want to cook dinner."
I said "Okay". I'm not stupid, you know.
I felt a little guilty because she's in there cooking and I'm not, and I am the one who always is...
Anyway, I did some laundry, made a phone call, etc.
Then the food was ready; we ate like hogs.
Although we forced ourselves to clean up the kitchen, it was extremely difficult. Sorta like running through water that is up to your neck.
Got her done, though.
But I am barely functioning.
Need a nap. Too late in the day to do so....
I'm in a food coma, sitting upright.
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