It’s not really my size at all, and the color, well, the color is just really not flattering on me.
This sore throat that I keep dousing with Chloraseptic and the stuffy nose that defies logic and drips at the same time. I’m sure a nasty coughing up of the lungs is around the corner. I do not want any of these items, thank you very much.
The Accountant got sick a couple of days before Christmas and soldiered through the family gatherings like a trooper. I’m glad mine waited until after the festivities at least.