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I am up at 5 am making challah. This is not a thing that I do regularly. Or even often. I made dough on Purim during the afternoon for Shabbos, with the full knowledge that if I didn't make it the one day I had off of work, we weren't getting homemade challah for Shabbos. And honestly, the store brand challah we've been using was mostly stale. No one wants to eat that. I fell asleep on the couch last night after putting the baby to bed (shocking!) and woke up at 4am. Unable to go back to sleep, I popped the challah in the oven, knowing how little I will feel like cooking for Shabbos when I get back from work. I'm currently huddling on a heating pad with a cup of coffee, because my husband turns the heat down so low overnight that there are penguins in my basement who came here from the Antarctic to escape climate change . What is it with husbands and heat? Do they just hate comfort? Anyway, I figured now was the perfec...