I am burnt out again. I have no clean clothes, it seems like everything I own has kitty litter on it, and the kits are REALLY getting too big for that cage. If they stay in it too long they go insane and keep me up all night and then there is litter all over the place--sometimes with poo in it. Today I found their little crinkly toy in their water bowl. The toy is shaped like a fish. Smart cats?

Also, Oliver broke the flip-top lid on the garbage can, which is annoying because now it won't stay open so I have to try and hold it open while I clean out the litter box, which is difficult and also makes me feel icky. I wash my hands so much more than I did before the kittens, but I still feel gross a lot because the litter box and/or garbage smell tends to linger. Especially if my door is closed, which it has to be if they're out and running around.

(Plus I really need to clean out the fridge and there's a dumpster in my garage, so I feel like everywhere I go something smells bad. This is probably a symptom of PMS and I'm just extra sensitive to smells right now.)

They're probably leaving on Monday although Oliver had a couple of sneezes today so who knows. The vet said she wanted him to be completely sneeze-free by the time they went back. Stop sneezing, bear!

Hypatia is okay, she's eating and drinking again, she just has the occasional coughing fit and still hates me for giving her medicine. To be fair I would hate someone who was forcing liquid down my throat too.

Ramona and I have been having something of a battle of wills... it seems like the more I try and tell her "no," the more she does things I don't want her to do, and then I feel like she doesn't trust me because all I do is get mad at her. She reminds me of me as a kid, honestly. And she keeps escaping, and she is LIGHTNING FAST, so it's almost impossible to catch her. She's pretty smart and has stopped falling for the "I will dangle a toy and then when you come out to play I will catch you" trick.

My sleep cycle is all fucked up. I know I'll feel better if I do my mindfulness practice, read more/computer less, eat actual food instead of ramen and PBJs, and get enough sleep. It's hard to make myself do those things when I feel like crap though, which just leads to me feeling like more crap, etc.

I have a kajillion little red scabs on my legs from Ramona trying to scale Mount Sophie. Add that to the bruises from work and the mosquito bites, and my legs are a disaster area.