4 Hrs Sleep, Need Energizer Bunny

Today was the cat's ultrasound (which I've been slowly nickel and diming our ways to pay for it so we don't break the bank), and only after getting four hours of sleep, it was time to wake up and get everyone ready.

Hubby is an early riser for work, and by 6:45am he basically nudged me awake and I was groggily up. I guess I was more worried about this day than I wanted to admit so I was a light sleeper and woke up without much fuss.

8-8:30am was the time the cat was supposed to be dropped off, and we got there just a little after 8am.  This was good because the cat, poor dear, was mewing all the way to the vet. He doesn't like riding in cars one bit.  Kiddo kept asking why was the cat meowing? After the 10th time of answering him, it was on to phase #2.

Getting inside the vet.
Check in was normal, but with a four year old bundle of engergy, he wouldn't sit still. Add to the fire and brimstone: an animal bled on the floor in the waiting area and no one cleaned it up.  A dog in one of the exam rooms walked out with it's owner and a bit of poop from fido's backside landed on the floor. Yup. Looking good, eh?

Kiddo, a.k.a. Mr. Flailboy, drops to the ground and thinks that it's oh so funny to just lay down (which, irritates me to no end, floors are dirty! UG! GERMS!) and stare up at me. Luckily, we didn't have to wait long, maybe 10-20 minutes.  I packed kiddo back up into the car and we came home.

Around noontime I get a call from the vet and guess what? After all this, the doc who does the ultrasound had to leave on an emergency and we had to... reschedule! I was so tired at this point and frustrated. Plus I had no intention of wrestling kiddo back into the car to pick up our cat.  We waited until Daddy came home to do that.

Fussbucket (kiddo) started to really get cranky when we left, and by the time we reached the vet, kiddo had fallen asleep in the back of the car (yay! I was hoping!)

All in all, did a lot of chores around the apartment just because I had the time to do it since I was up earlier. Warcraft, sad to say, I've been hardly giving it a second thought. Bored? Maybe. I'm guessing I want to plug into real life more than I want to in a make believe game. I actually believe those sentences are a huge step for me other than the, "Yeah, yeah, I know I shouldn't spend so much time on WoW," and brush it aside and keep on playing. I'm actually feeling like I don't want to play WoW.  This is huge.

Anyways, tired. Very, very tired, but this is Mommy time. Past midnight and I wanted to do some writing before my brain shuts down for sleep.

Side note: Hurricane Earl. Wooo. Starting to prepare stuff just in case it's going to get bad.