So. Very. Tired.
Sep. 17th, 2010 10:23 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
deathpixieAt some point this week I'd like to get a decent night's sleep, if that's okay?
It certainly was not to be last night. We wound up having to lock the cats in my room, since their good behaviour lasted until the roomie got home (with the news he had to write an RFP that evening, as it had been given to him around 5 and was due the next day) and Spike nearly crushed himself to death under the couch. *sigh* So yeah, I got to share my rather small room last night with a litter box, food and water dishes, and two very bored cats.
I went to bed around 10:30 p.m., exhausted from furniture shifting, bucket guarding and moving books from a potential danger zone if it rained again. I got woken up at some point by the cats escaping - I have no idea how they managed to get the door open, but it was open and the cats were out - which gave me a chance to empty, yet again, the cooler which was sitting under the worst leak and was about a third full. Cooler emptied, other containers checked and cats captured, I returned to bed, waking periodically to yell at whichever moggie was scratching at the door in an attempt to dig their way out. I woke again briefly when the roomie got home, but pretty much went straight back to sleep.
I dreamed of disasters - hurricanes and tornados, which I saw bearing down on the house I was staying at with friends ([Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com], [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com], [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] among others); I had to wake everyone up, get them moving down to the basement, and grab the cats (apparently I was travelling with them), and then there were bus rides out of the disaster zone and scrounging for public transport tokens and trips back and clearing up... I woke this morning with a stabbing pain down my right shoulder blade, which means I've been tense all night.
Emptied the cooler again this morning, repositioned one of the bowls under a leak which had restarted, mopped up the water on the floor and went to work. The pretty girl upstairs is being awesome and waiting for our building manager and the repair guy to turn up (they've already delayed, not a good sign), but we're going to be needing a new ceiling, since the plaster is all bubbling and mushy where the leaks are, even where there aren't holes.
Alvin's supposed to come in today, which is not going to be good given how dead I am, but at least the morning has been quiet so far. There is also coffee and my Friday BLT. And if my shoulder gets any worse, some Super!Advil in my drawer, thanks to one of the lawyers, that'll shut it the hell up.
It certainly was not to be last night. We wound up having to lock the cats in my room, since their good behaviour lasted until the roomie got home (with the news he had to write an RFP that evening, as it had been given to him around 5 and was due the next day) and Spike nearly crushed himself to death under the couch. *sigh* So yeah, I got to share my rather small room last night with a litter box, food and water dishes, and two very bored cats.
I went to bed around 10:30 p.m., exhausted from furniture shifting, bucket guarding and moving books from a potential danger zone if it rained again. I got woken up at some point by the cats escaping - I have no idea how they managed to get the door open, but it was open and the cats were out - which gave me a chance to empty, yet again, the cooler which was sitting under the worst leak and was about a third full. Cooler emptied, other containers checked and cats captured, I returned to bed, waking periodically to yell at whichever moggie was scratching at the door in an attempt to dig their way out. I woke again briefly when the roomie got home, but pretty much went straight back to sleep.
I dreamed of disasters - hurricanes and tornados, which I saw bearing down on the house I was staying at with friends ([Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com], [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com], [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] among others); I had to wake everyone up, get them moving down to the basement, and grab the cats (apparently I was travelling with them), and then there were bus rides out of the disaster zone and scrounging for public transport tokens and trips back and clearing up... I woke this morning with a stabbing pain down my right shoulder blade, which means I've been tense all night.
Emptied the cooler again this morning, repositioned one of the bowls under a leak which had restarted, mopped up the water on the floor and went to work. The pretty girl upstairs is being awesome and waiting for our building manager and the repair guy to turn up (they've already delayed, not a good sign), but we're going to be needing a new ceiling, since the plaster is all bubbling and mushy where the leaks are, even where there aren't holes.
Alvin's supposed to come in today, which is not going to be good given how dead I am, but at least the morning has been quiet so far. There is also coffee and my Friday BLT. And if my shoulder gets any worse, some Super!Advil in my drawer, thanks to one of the lawyers, that'll shut it the hell up.
