I need to vent for a minute. I didn't get hardly any sleep last night because Zoey needs a cat psychiatrist. I don't know what the hell is wrong with her lately, but she keeps climbing on top of me while I sleep. The other morning, I woke up and she was on top of me, trying to eat my hair.
I was up late last night, and then maybe an hour after I got to sleep, she was doing this weird, demanding drawn out meowing/crying, and trying to climb onto me. I shoved her off, but then I saw that the other cats gathered around her and they were sniffing her. She kept meowing and seemed really agitated, so I got up to check her to see if anything was wrong. There didn't seem to be. She climbed up on my lap and eventually settled down, stayed for 5 minutes, and then hopped down and went about her business like nothing had even happened.
I think the best solution is an arranged marriage with BonoCat. MTE, the happy couple can live at your place, 'k?
Went back to sleep for about another hour, then my mom's specialist's office called, and said they got her an appointment at the hospital for her pre-transfusion tests for just a few hours later, which meant I had to get up, get myself ready, get to her place on the other side of town, get her ready, and come back into town to the hospital. That was totally fine, we made it in time, but it wasn't till later today that I remembered that Pittsburgh tickets went on sale.
Of course by then, no GAs were left. Talked to Sarah briefly and told her and she was all "oh well, we'll find some." Wish I had her confidence, I think this is going to be a hard show to get.
Since I've been home, I've been doing stuff to try to stay awake. Now my back and neck are sore, and I'm all headachy and exhausted, but I have to try to stay up so I can get to bed early tonight, we have to be back at the hospital at ass-o'clock in the morning, and we'll be there pretty much all day tomorrow.
Hope you all have had a better day.