Mouse

The cats caught a mouse this morning. A mouse! A real, live mouse! I think it was Fin. *vomits*

At around 4am, I was awoken to a *squeak squeak squeak* under my bed. And some soft growling. I got out of bed and turned on the light, and Fin was under the bed. I got a flashlight and he had SOMETHING HANGING OUT OF HIS MOUTH. Daedalus was giving him a staredown and I don't know who was growling. I turned on more lights and went to get some plastic bags. Fin went into the bathroom with his "toy" and wouldn't let it go. I had to distract him with petting with one hand and then snatched up the mouse with the other. SO GROSS.

I don't think I slept a wink until at LEAST 6am after that. Every little noise was another mouse that a cat was going to deposit on my head. Oh, lord. Freaking mice.

DISGUSTING.

Swamped

I am getting back up to 100 LJ comments in my inbox. Gah. How does this HAPPEN? I guess when you make all of these ridiculously dramatic posts you are bound to get some comments. I suppose I need to answer them sometime. The same question is true of the dishes in my sink. Where the heck did they all come from? Why are they not taking care of themselves? I have been totally overtaken by LAZY and I do NOTHING. I haven't put my clothes away from Sunday. This is not something I do. I need my girl to be home with me so my life returns to normal and I can get all of my daily crap done. Oh, and also pack.

Tonight a former client of mine (a family) had me over for dinner to say goodbye. It was really nice to see them, because I really like them and their kid. They are a little lax on the follow-through with discipline, though, and at one point after Mom said no to something and the kid went to do it anyway, I leaned over (he was sitting next to me) and said, "Stop! Mom said no." And he started to cry. It was INSANE. Ahh well. The food was yummy, though. I always worry about that Mom because she seems so depressed and stuff. She kept talking about how she was no fun and not a nice person and all of that. I just wish there was some way I could tell her in a convincing manner that she is a cool lady! But I guess that is her lesson to learn more than it is mine to teach her.

So I didn't get home until 9pm and that shot my plans to do the dishes. (Again.) These freaking cats need to start earning their keep around here!

Tomorrow. I will do the dishes tomorrow.

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I have my annual physical tomorrow. Good times. Third physical at Fenway, third doctor doing it. I think I'm bad luck. My RE says I have to ask for a flu shot. (Yuck.) I never do flu shots. But I will ask. And I will see if they have a thimerosol-free flu shot. And I will hope that Nurse Amy is still there and can give it to me! (But I think she is a supervisor now, which is sad because I only got the HepB series because she gave them to me. Because I love her.)