What a night

I am sitting here at work, half glad that the boss is gone so I can slack, but also knowing that I have 4 huge tasks on my desk that I have to complete today before I leave, and I just don't have the energy for it.

Last night sucked. For some reason I woke up at 1 am WIDE FREAKING AWAKE, unable to get into a comfortable position. I hurt my back by lifting the Deer Park water bottle incorrectly (when will I learn?) and so I lay there with my back muscles screaming at me. I had a beastly headache, it was too hot, and speaking of beasts - Ms. Kitty decided it was time to play, since she heard mommy stirring. After about the thirteenth CHOMP on my poor unsuspecting arm (give or take), I reached for the water bottle and she beat feet as fast as she could.

Still couldn't sleep.

So I may have to give up my Starbucks habit for real. We knew that Oreo's nails needed a trip, badly, but we really got the point (haha) last night, when she fell off the bed, and in the process of trying to catch herself, she shredded our down comforter. *sigh* (Thank God for overstock.com. Now if I can only figure out a way to not get my identity stolen again, that would be great.) So we might have to bite the bullet and take her in to a groomer's to be de-daggered once a month (every two weeks?) since she will ABSOLUTELY NOT STAND for us to do it.

Off to slowly limp to Starbucks for maybe the last time...