Return of the Cat Lady

Yesterday was good.
Today has been awful.
Life is so random. Or maybe just balanced?

I was sleepy last night but wide awake, trying to wake myself up enough to get busy and tire myself out enough to sleep. i ended up going to sleep upside down on my bed at 5 am and not waking up until 4 this after noon.

It was dark when I went to sleep and dark when I woke up.

I couldnt work out what day it was. I didn't know if I had missed yoga or TFF or art therapy. I kept falling back to sleep.

Eventually have dragged myself up.

Does anyone have any advice on cats?

Bernie are the naughtiest cats I have ever known.
They wee wherever they fancy. They especially like to wee on their bed, again, straight after I have washed it and dried it from last time.
I shut them out my room and they can jump up to the handle and let themselves in, and wee on my bed.
They poop outside the litter tray, or opposite. Or sometimes wherever they like. They pee in anythin box-shaped, or on thier blankets.

They steal my paintbrushes and chew them up, they stand on my paintings and blob little blue paw prints all over my brown sofa. They punch my bin until it falls over and rubbish falls out, and they jump on the worktop and eat the dishcloth. I tell them off every time and go and get them down or sometimes flick water at them.

THEY DONT CARE! They just stare at me and then do it again

And this is really starting to get on my nerves. Unfortunately though I also find them quite endearing when they are flicking my pen or chasing eachother with paintbrushes in thier mouths.

I am febreezing and pooper scooping and scrubbing and litter-tray changing all the time...

I do the litter tray thing where you're sposed to pick them up if they start peeing and plonk them in the litter tray. I do this and they squirm and pee everywhere, and by the time they're in the litter tray they have stopped peeing and just hop out and give me evils.

It's not a good feeling when you open your bedroom door and are hit with the nose tingling waft of cat poo.

I go straight to the litter tray to dispose but there is no poo in the litter tray. This means one of 3 things...That Bert and Ernie really stink, That thier is an accident hidden in some obscure place that Im now going to have to find, or that I am evernearing my fate of the stinky bonkers Cat Lady.
i hope its not the third one.
I think it might be a combo of all 3. Though I am trying to steer myself away from CatLadydom and further into the realm of normalness and success.

So after 10 minutes of hunting and febreezing, still no treasure but gave up ad decided to have a shower. There is a poo in the bath. Start cleaning.

Suddenly very tired and exhausted. Need to sit down. Suddenly Bert and Ernie just seem really annoying even though they are snuggled up all cute and fluffballs.

Have a coffee. Have a cigarette. Feel like a different person to who I was yesterday.

Yesterday I was clean and dressed in nice clothes and painting and cookng and dancing around. I met Abnormal Andrew out for a drink and had a catch up.

Today is like a snapshot of the past. 5pm, scowly face, dressing gown, slippers, fag in hand. Another coffee. Mind buzzing but face blank. Stress about mess but too overhwelmed to clear it up.

I tried doing some cleaning, kept dropping things so made more of a mess. Did some more to my painting and bodged it up

But actually I thought, this doesnt mean its all gone wrong. Everyone has good days and bad days. So Im taking a moment out and just writing in my blog.. because that always makes me feel better.

So actually something has come out of this because I've been sitting down to blog but not had the focus to write anything all weekend.

Just taking a few deep breaths before going to clean the bathroom and have my shower, and do something productive.