It was hard enough rousing myself from my zombie coma this morning, but realising that the kitten had knocked my water glass all over my bedside table and all over my phone soon got me awake.
Short story, phone is pretty much kaput… less than three weeks before my Blackberry is due. Ugh. This means I am going to have to mission down to Gardens Centre in search of an el cheapo stand-in phone – bloody Vodashop in Lifestyles being closed on weekends.
To top off my grouchy mood, this headache is still here, my foot was just attacked and the milk I put in my coffee is a bit off.
So hard to be mad at this cuteness though…
playing...
so much fun...
especially in the sun!
Sigh… ah well, must give this little monster a bit of play time and attention, then I need to haul ass to Gardens Centre in search of a new phone. (seriously wish they could just let me upgrade a bit early but fat chance of that!)
*deep breaths*
She said whaaat?