Cold and tired and wishing someone would cook for me. That's the essence of November.
I hate cooking. I proclaim it to the world. And ready-made food always has added sugar or is too expensive. How old do you have to be to get that meals-on-wheels deal senior citizens do? When will someone invent that cheap pill that you can take instead of food?
Today this seems to me a major problem. Must be a November thing.
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