I'm so thankful for Ted Lasso for bringing me comfort. I got back into it again when Chitunga was home for Thanksgiving and, drat, my addiction was started all over again. This time, viewing is even better as I binge watch episode after episode and hear one-line zingers that I never heard the first time through (like Beard's response when they were talking about mommy issues. A simple Qanon says everything...brilliantly relatable and humorous).
Hoping for more down time this Sunday to get my energy back. One more week of classes then the chaos for the holidays and a winter session course. I am just happy with my soups, blankets, box of Kleenex and a remote.
Ted Lasso is just a show that gives and gives and gives, always with a slight emotional tug of the heart which makes it extra special. I'm almost out of There-flu and I've exhausted my Mucinex. I'm guessing this all simply means allergies, allergies, and allergies. I've lived with them my whole life and I simply wish I'd outgrow them.
Nope. Instead, a crusty, sniffling, and irritable nasal passage as always. (Quit your belly-aching Crandall and just get better)
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