It’s been a rough week here with a ton of overtime and needing to keep up with school and take care of the kids and…enough whining already.
I also had an annoying conversation with a client and a non-fun phone call with my boss about making everything on my work slate the top priority and…stop whining, I said.
And I only slept 4-5 hours last night….
So, the cats have been driving me crazy. They’ve been in freak out mode for the last couple hours running around crashing into everything and then climbing it.
I had to pull Nixie out of the recycle bin a while back which I thought was odd.
A few minutes ago, though she dove right back in, pulled out the little piece of whatever it is they put between the pork chops and the Styrofoam container and proceeded to run away from me with her bloody, meat smelling prize. I finally managed to catch her and toss it (not the cat) in the garbage can with the lid.
It made me laugh and now Teddy is deciding to take a nap on my lap so the day seems to be perking up.