Day Twelve. End It AllReady.

Seriously. This is getting real. Day Twelve is coming to a close and I can't wait to just go to bed. I had to keep myself busy this afternoon with cooking. I wanted wine. Like I really wanted some wine. So I made BBQ sauce instead. I'm just thinking of crawling into bed and reading my book. The energy needs to hit me. Soon.

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