Or, perhaps, take a walk.

To do either of those things, though, I'd have to get dressed. Which means taking a shower. And that sounds like an overwhelming endeavor.

I hate shaving in the shower.

And the bathtub doesn't work, and we can't afford to fix it.

And my car doesn't work, and we can't afford to fix it.

And the sun is too bright, but we can't afford window treatments. And I could work something up with kraft paper and rice paper, but I'm too short. And we can't afford a higher stepstool than the one we've got.

The estrogen had better get here soon, or I may just go back to bed for the rest of the week.

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