Before I knew it, my half-jar of citron tea jelly had slipped from my hand and was sitting on the floor, a little less intact than I wanted.
As visions of a hot citrony drink to generate warm fuzzies within my unmotivated self evaporated into the humid winter air, I groaned at the thought of having to clean up the gelatinous mess.
So I spent 10 minutes wiping down the floor with paper towels and looking for shards of glass.
And still no citron tea for me. :'(
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