My cat is way more sane than I am.

Tuesday started with a lot of annoyance.  My alarm didn't go off. Thankfully, my cat jumped on me and meowed in my face to wake me up.  

I swear I have the best alarm clock cat in the world.

I had just enough time to throw on some clothes and leave ... only to come right back home an hour later because when I got to the office and looked in the mirror my eye was red, puffy, and gooey.

I came home to get my insurance card, which I spent 15 minutes looking for because I thought I had gotten a new one in the mail, but that was actually Greg's new card after I added him to mine.  

My old one was in my purse the whole time.  Of course it was.

While looking for the card, I misplaced my keys.  Of course I misplaced my keys. By this time I was so deeply annoyed that I was, again, not at work and now misplacing things that I started throwing things all over the house. Because it was effing hot with my coat still on and my eye was itching and burning and I was infecting everything I touched and pretty angry about it, actually.

I emptied the hamper full of things I meant to put away two days ago:

The keys were not there.

And then I went ARRRRRRRRRRRRGH, throwing the hamper where it landed in the kitchen, creating curiosity in our basically un-fazable cat, Annie Granny Pizanties:

That also did not help me find my keys.

And then I started throwing random things on the floor, expecting keys to be under them, and was not successful:

And yeah, all of these things are still there on the floor, even after I took pictures of them for this blog.

The keys, of course, were still in my coat pocket.  Duh.

So now I'm home with pink eye and eye drops because I'm not allowed to be around people, obviously.

And even after all my shannigans and hissy fits, here is my cat, all snuggled up on the couch to keep me company, rubbing against me and trilling and licking herself and rolling around and bopping around like nothing happened.

She's a good kitty.  I can basically be a total jackass and she doesn't care one way or the other.

She'll still jump up on my chest and meow loudly to wake me up tomorrow morning.

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