My cat’s ultra awesome totally automated litter box stopped draining on Friday. I couldn’t figure it out that night, so went out on Saturday to get stuff to fix it. In the interim, there was a period of time when it was unusable.
Last night, I found a place on my bathroom rug where my cat had peed. I understand why, so just picked up the rug & threw it in the washer, thinking that now that the litter box is fixed, it’ll be ok.
I just found another spot on a different rug that wasn’t there a couple hours ago.
I decided I needed to take the cat down to see that it was usable again. She freaked out, of course. Because I was taking her somewhere she didn’t want to go. The cycle was running, so I couldn’t put her in the box anyway. Now she’s even more freaked about the basement, I’m worried she’ll keep peeing on rugs, and I don’t know what I can do.
Add to this that the laptop I have is infected with who knows what, and I have to deal with that, I have a dress I need to get altered for a wedding soon, my internet/xbox seem to not be talking, and a number of other stressful things, and even a number of normal life things, and I can’t.
I broke down crying for no particular reason. I miss Ian. I just… I can’t do this all. I am realizing that I’m keeping everything together very well, but by a very thin margin. Things are so carefully balanced that one strong wind will make everything crash down around me…. Or on top of me.
I have laundry to do. Dishes to put away, floors to clean, trash to take out, life to live… And I can’t.
It’s all too much right now.
9/22/2014 Edited to Add: And yet, when I get overwhelmed at work, I get energized…. Why is it that personal stuff is impossible, but work is invigorating? I don’t understand that.
533 total views, 2 views today