Me: I'm going to make my gramma's cobbler recipe today!
Me, a little later: Oh no is this a heart attack??
Me, again: No you idiot. You cook a cobbler in the oven and your oven tries to kill you every time you use it.
Oh yeah.
Siiigh. Time to be the guy with all the windows open in January.
The question now becomes, do I lay down and admit that I need to rest to recover from the dang oven, or do I live with this woozy headache and brain fog for the entirety of the day?