Hiding from the cat...

Ever had one of those weeks when it seems like the Last Straw happened on Monday? ...and its only Thursday. My guardian angel will be filing for overtime. I'm hiding from the cat. Although he has a perfect right to demand pats, I'm tanked out. TMI, etc., Gleh. Though in all fairness, some rather odd things have happened which were to the good as well. Life strives for balance? Motto for the evening: Sleep Is Good