My
morning so far:
1 am
set alarm
for 7:30 am to take cats to vet. ugh.
7:30
am
alarm goes
off
7:31
am
look across
room. why does Ken’s clock say 6:31?
7:32
am
go to office, determine from cell phone that it reallly is 6:32 am
6:33
am
WTF happened
to my alarm clock? reset time/alarm
7:09
am
give up
trying to go back to sleep
The next
20 minutes consist of failing to give Eostre her first pill, losing her second
pill, eating a hard-boiled egg, getting dressed, getting out the cat boxes,
spraying the cat boxes with Feliway, and saying to Ken “I’ll pull the car
around.”
The next
10 minutes consist of the cats wailing in their boxes while we scour the house,
garage, and even the recycling bin outside for the car keys. (Ken swears the backup
key is in the garage, which I interpret as “Well, hell, we’ll never see that again.”) Inexplicably find keys
in the basket I use to carry stuff around the house in, even though Ken was the
last one to use the keys when he unloaded the car after our Costco run
yesterday. Suspect the cats hid them.
8:15
am
return home to empty house
I’m never
comfortable when the cats are left at the vet. I suspect there isn’t enough tea
in the world to get me through today….
