Grrrrrrrr…

Why am I up at 4am you ask? You might think it’s because of the baby. But alas, it’s because my husband is an asshole, that’s why. His ^$*#^&#*ing cat has been scratching at the doors of our bedroom for about a week now for attention, and he’s doesn’t do a god damn thing about it. He just keeps snoring his ass off, then wakes up long enough to bitch at me because I tell her to stop and it wakes him up. If it were one of my cats keeping him up, he’d be all over me to do something about it.

Tomorrow night, he and his cat are exiled to the spare room until he resolves this problem. In the meantime, I get to figure out how I’m going to drive to Madison for work tomorrow on 10 hours sleep in the last 4 days. Currently I’m simply way too pissed off to sleep. If it wouldn’t wake the baby, I’d go upstairs and spend the next few hours banging on the door so he can know how it feels. Asshole…

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