Boing! Boing! sorta describes how I feel as I bounce off the walls, having just had hot chocolate. Not even trying to make it to the sidewalk, I just go outside hourly to shovel enough so the door isn’t sealed shut with snow (as it was at 3 am, after no shovelling for three hours). Between that and working right by the drafty door, I thought I would try warming with Nestle. Never again.