(Also, managed a list of things I need to get done today. Next step: doing them. Without getting my feet chewed off by walking past the Fluffball Menace in his Fortress of Sneaky Solitude.)
Tag: cats
My evening.
Tired
Didn’t get a lot done today, but it was nice to spend time with John. Went out to dinner this evening and then picked up the cat, and it’s really great to have him back. Unfortunately, he’s annoying the other cat, and it’s really not tenable. She was happy without him around. Now she’s on top of the cupboard again. I’ve shut him in the bathroom, but it’s not exactly a long-term solution.
We can’t–it’d be miserable, giving Angus away. And it’s not fair to Abby like this. Maybe we can find some way to split them up in terms of which floor they’re on. I don’t know; it’s late and I’m tired and I can tell I’m at that point where my focus is just stretching out and nothing is getting done. Meant to go to bed a couple of hours ago, and then we smelt smoke, and that is just not a relaxing event. We spent a quarter-hour trying to figure out where the hell it was coming from. (It turned out that a giant housefly got trapped under the lightbulb of one of the lamps, and when we turned the light off, the smoke smell started really spreading. Rather like when you blow out a scented candle, and the scent’s very strong for a bit, because the particles are wafting around spreading instead of being burnt up.)
All of this to say I’m tired. More tomorrow; want to discuss ghosts as handled in American Horror Story.