As I was going to bed the other night I could tell it was a chillier night so I threw my fuzzy robe on top of my current blanket situation and called it done.
So colour me surprised when I woke up somewhere around two in the morning SO incredibly cold. Like woken up by cold, really? Apparently.
I stumbled towards the windows, teeth chattering and slammed one of them closed... right on my finger.
Um, seriously? I've had a miserable sleep apparently and I'm both freezing cold and too asleep to move my finger out of the way (never having done that before mind you)?
Yeah... that was not the best night let me tell you!
(The next morning wasn't pretty either!)
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