If found, please return to me.

One thing after another keeps happening this month. I'm so tired right now that I just want to throw my hands up in the air and call it quits.

The newest happening came in the form of our cat and it happened at midnight last night. Our son has this bed... The mattress was removed earlier last month and it has a wire grid on the underside. This is a bunk/loft style bed that has a desk on the underneath side. I didn't realize that the cat was still able to get up there. I sure found out last night! He got his hind leg wedged in-between the bars and he got stuck. In the process of trying to get him out, he bit my husband and scratched him up pretty good. It was that bite that got him unstuck actually. It hurt my husband so bad, that he jerked real hard, bringing the cat with him. The cat is still limping a small bit, but he'll let me touch his hind leg without reacting too much and he jumps to his favorite spots without hesitation. So, the cat is okay. My husband is currently in the emergency room being treated for an animal bite. It might not have been the smartest thing, but he waited until this afternoon to go when it became obvious that it wasn't going to heal on its own.

I'm just tired and worn out. The idea of working on this story is right there along the last things I want to do with my day. I keep telling myself that if I want to be a "real" writer (i.e. published), I have to make it a point to write every single day. Hasn't happened yet. All I can think about right now is taking a nap. Unfortunately, my husband's still at the ER (I think the clinic could have gotten him taken care of faster but they sent him to the hospital), and I have to feed the kids before long. I think I'll go to bed early tonight and see if I can't find fresh drive and determination in the morning. It's seriously gone for now.