If you open my freezer, something is likely to fall out and smash your toes, so be careful. Between shopping and cooking and wrapping and packing, I feel as if I have devoted the last 2 days to the freezer.
That's not strictly true, but I am exhausted by all this prep. It's not the shopping that kills me, it's all the processing of the purchases once you get them home.
I'm in a minor flare... I have to resolve to take the Ambien if I don't fall asleep right away. I can't afford to go back to waking up with that hit-by-a-truck feeling. Grrrrr.