8 hours until pack-a-cat operation begins
Right, I’m just about out of my tiny little mind by this point. Getting those exams to the university and back took much longer than planned even though I took a cab. Seems the ayalon is under construction and the back half of it I need was totally closed entirely and so I sat in an hour and a half of traffic there and hit rush hour on the way back.
I’ve changed the light in Tovi’s room, changed out one litter box (that they are all now using in rapid succession) and mopped the kitchen. The house still smells like a fire. I’ve got to wash my backpack (Muffin pee’d on it again), empty and clean all the other litter boxes — dude, when I come back I’m only going to need one litter box and not 13 of them! — and mop the rest of the house. Then I’ve got to start putting those carriers together and figure out how to do it without freaking cats into unfindable spots in the apartment. I charged the ipod but need to charge the tablet. I have to decide whether to take the computer as well. I need to refill and charge my electronic cigarette (vape is good!). I’ve got a dozen other small tasks to get done. I’m starving but I’m afraid that if I eat I’ll go comatose.