*sniff* hack.hack.
Poor baby.

hello again, she said in a little voice

Thank you for your kind words of sympathy.  The ice is melting, slowly.  And I'm feeling the slightest bit better.  Things are becoming less cloudy.  I can smell things again... although nothing smells right.  My head isn't sloshing around as much while I move from room to room.  And I haven't had to use a tissue in an hour.

So that's progress.

Just in time, too, because there is still oh-so-much-to-do, what with twelve - TWELVE!!! - days until Christmas. 

Oh dear.  We'll see what kind of magic I can make yet.  ;)

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