That's how I spent my day, in bed, after getting sick. I guess my bowl of soup (French onion) was either too hot or too cold. It definitely wasn't "just right." It sent me to the restaurant's bathroom toute de suite! After that, there was nothing to do but come home and spend the rest of the day in bed. That turned out to be exactly what I needed. I dozed and re-read a Margery Allingham mystery while Bob went off to a party. When he got home, we lit a fire and watched an Inspector Maigret episode on International Mystery. That did feel "just right."
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