*grumble, grumble, Mondays*
Nov. 26th, 2012 09:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
superbadgirl3-6AM: J yowls*
6-7AM: R attempt to massage my face
7:45AM: Garbage truck
8:00AM: R back to walk on my face/head, J yowls for attention
8:15AM: Lean over to retrieve water from fridge, corner of paper pinned to fridge manages to slip under my glasses and stabs me in the left eye.
8:30AM: Find cat poop on kitchen floor.
You'd think Mondays sucking would be contingent upon having to go to a job one hates (or likes, but doesn't feel like it today), but apparently this is not the case.
Also, why are bedsheets so freaking expensive?
*A good chunk of this time, they were locked out of my room. It's just J has a bit of that Siamese resonance to her tone. For a small thing, she emits a lot of noise when she wants.
6-7AM: R attempt to massage my face
7:45AM: Garbage truck
8:00AM: R back to walk on my face/head, J yowls for attention
8:15AM: Lean over to retrieve water from fridge, corner of paper pinned to fridge manages to slip under my glasses and stabs me in the left eye.
8:30AM: Find cat poop on kitchen floor.
You'd think Mondays sucking would be contingent upon having to go to a job one hates (or likes, but doesn't feel like it today), but apparently this is not the case.
Also, why are bedsheets so freaking expensive?
*A good chunk of this time, they were locked out of my room. It's just J has a bit of that Siamese resonance to her tone. For a small thing, she emits a lot of noise when she wants.
