I came downstairs because it was chilly and discovered Ditz hogging the heat. I made several derogatory comments toward her ("how about sharing the heat you fat little pig" might have been one of them), which she responded to with utter immobility. I wondered why she was sitting on the register (wow, does that need painting) when there is a perfectly good woodstove cranking out the BTU's in the other room. Then I realized I'd let the fire die. Oops. Sorry Ditz. Comments withdrawn.
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