You can't ever say, "Gee, I feel physically lousy and generally depressed," without a half-dozen idiots inquiring meaningfully about what you might be planning to do.
Soak in the tub and afterwards get a good night's sleep, is what. And hope for a better mood tomorrow. The flu that hit Roseholme Cottage recently tends to linger in lungs and sinuses and general exhaustion. It's no darned fun.
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