Yeah, he knows I'm talking about him, ears turned toward me.
A week of disturbed sleep and inadequate nutrition, work evaluation and grumpy people. The eval went well, no less stressful for that. OK, less stressful. Still stressful to be precise. Deodorizing the carpet, got the blue wrappers from work down - which have worked as a complete deterrent against cat pissing. Rather not leave them down forever, but it may be just what we have to do. Used plain water and daubed and sponged and daubed, to get up whatever might be left, & of the smell of the deodorizer. Better, not great, but it's a process. We're going for a seriously good dinner this evening, which will go a ways to addressing the food issue.
D's mom called last night for nurse advice. They are in an insurance gap, and she's injured her knee, so I'm what they get. Brought her a few items this morning, showed her how to wrap it, and checked for any obvious signs of tendon rupture (looked up the test for same.) The first time they've ever seen me in Nurse Mode, they seemed a little impressed. D knows first hand how, well, wrapped up I get, trying to puzzle out ways of getting around, techniques that might help, with an injury. All the while reminding her that I'm not trained as a doctor. With so few options, I'm better than nothing. I'll pick some surgeons' brains for better info after the weekend.
We vacuumed behind the couch, wiped down a few corners, bit by bit we are fighting back against the encroaching entropy, enough to count.