Perhaps I feel this way because the heat in my office is not working properly. When the maintenance man came in to fix it, I wound up with a stream of cold air coming in which just made things worse. I worked in my parka and felt as one with Bob Cratchit, wishing for a pair of those clever gloves without fingers so I could type with warm hands.
Today, we will be holding this fellow's feet to the fire (if we can find any!) and getting some relief.
Tags: Catholicism, Christianity
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