I didn’t actually get to sleep last night. I had too much caffeine and I finally started drifting to sleep around 4:30 or 5 when I was awakened by a warm and wet feeling. Cullen had left me a present and I was covered with cat excrement (both kinds). I screamed for Jon and attempted to figure out exactly how I was going to deal with this given that I had to get the comforter and sheets off the bed, get some pet stain stuff on the mattress before it dried, get me cleaned up, and get the room deodorized. The comforter is sitting in a garbage bag and will be washed excessively when Jon gets home from church. The sheets went into the washer on “hot” — something I regretted when I tried to take a shower and got cold water. (There is almost nothing worse than an ice cold shower when you’re already shivering.) I did manage to get showered with a fair amount of whining and screaming (as I’m not a very sweet person on no sleep) and Jon offered to let me stay home and sleep this morning. Given that I was at the point of ripping the throat out of the first person to ask me how I was, I thought that might be a good thing (I’m sweeter now but not wanting to deal with people in any way\/shape\/form) and I got stuff prepped for Jon to take to church (tithe, receipts for mileage, a to-do list of what I need from my confirmands). I’m currently blogging until Jon is out of the shower and I can put the sheets through again on “hot” and curl up on the futon to go to sleep.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I didn’t actually get to sleep last night. I had too much caffeine and I finally started drifting to sleep around 4:30 or 5 when I was awakened by a warm and wet feeling. Cullen had left me a present … Continue reading