Just another day

I went to bed early, for me, at the kids' house by 11:15, asleep before midnight, woke up at 7 by the alarm clock, and hated it, dragged around the house like a dead thing.

Dropped Jonathan off at school at 7:50, both of us tired, him with a ziploc stuffed fat with Goldfish. He was wearing shorts, it was so warm. It wasn't raining, but so foggy I needed the windshield wipers on to see anyway.

After spending over $40 and having no luck, I am doing something totally insane: I have put my leather coat and silk jacket in the washing machine. The cat decided to pee in them. (Toby? BB? I don't know. My cats are neurotic.) The dry cleaners (three of them so far) said they could do nothing. So I loaded them up with Febreze, upholstery cleaner and special pet-stain remover and put them in the washing machine. I can't wear them like they are, so if they get ruined, I haven't really lost anything.

I have gotten most of my clothes over to Becky's house, so I am going to spend an hour or so packing up all my makeup and toiletries. Hopefully I will sort them out tonight after the kids go to bed. I think by the end of this week I may be able to see the floor in my room again.... and, positive thinker that I am, all I will see is the need to sweep and mop.

Distraction

I spent about half an hour looking for my keys, finally took the spare set with me, and went to pick up Jonathan and take Raymond to practice, and came back home frustrated only to find out the kitten was sleeping on them the whole time. I've learned to check under coats, on top of every piece of furniture and off the edges of where they might fall down, but this is the first time I had to check under the cat (who is still asleep -- I make no impression on these animals, I swear)!

Hooked on quizzes

How many people really even remember Care Bears?
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