I'm tired.
Like really tired.
I dislike feeling like this, but it's part of my life. A painful and frustrating part.
Since I've drawn a bit into myself, I haven't been cleaning up like I should. Got quite a bit done in the cat room and my bedroom/office today. I'm overjoyed about that. However, there's lots that needs to be done in the living room, dining room and kitchen.
I've nearly given up in the bathroom. As soon as I clean up, the kitten runs in and leaves little dirty paw prints all over everything.
She's a bit over 3 months old now, so I've swapped both cats back to clumping litter. Part of what I hate so much about clay is that the urine doesn't clump up. It's just… "dispersed" though the litter. Plus, it's nearly impossible to scoop. I wanted back my "reach 'n scoop" litter.
Now that the kitten is older – she was 2 months old when I got her and teeny – I can change the litter up.
I haven't seen her playing in the litter or playing with her waste for a while.
Why do kittens play with their own poop? Who knows!
I'm exercising wisdom now in taking full breaks when I need to. As in laying down in the living room. Since I'm still in the midst of rearranging it, the space is a bit off right now, but it'll be good again very soon.
Plus, lots of cardboard boxes everywhere. Both cats have beds, I have a brand-new narrow twin in the living room that can double as a non-daybed. I wanted an actual daybed, but this seemed the smarter idea. I can always pick up something else if I need to be propped up. Normally, I sit hunched over in my chairs, so I don't need back support on the bed.
Right now though… even though I want to do more, all I think I can manage is cleaning my CPAP tank and going to bed. Will see what I can do.
If I can clean more, I'll do it in 10–20-minute increments.
~J. Lyst
I don't think I've ever felt so tired in my life.
Except probably when I did a heavy lifting set at the gym or during a P90-X heavy weight exercise.
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