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Today, IKEA was not actually as deeply unpleasant as I expected, though the carpark was chaos. I got more blue EL wire to finish the Sera's tasteless door modifications (meaning I have some unused white. Hmmm...).
Some tea and a walk outside has attempted to settle an otherwise rather ill stomach. I blame meatballs. Delayed an early bedtime in favour of warm bread from the breadmachine.
Is there an official name for Post Christmas/New Year depression/blues? Other than the realisation that I am going to have to work my arse off to earn enough money for January?
Some tea and a walk outside has attempted to settle an otherwise rather ill stomach. I blame meatballs. Delayed an early bedtime in favour of warm bread from the breadmachine.
Is there an official name for Post Christmas/New Year depression/blues? Other than the realisation that I am going to have to work my arse off to earn enough money for January?
