I’m thinking just write this day off as a total loss.

Arthur woke me up at dawn to go outside. I ended up having to take him out twice. Once at probably 4 am and the second time when dawn was starting to break. Then only a few hours later he started crying again. He wound up having diarrhea a couple times, which I would love to feel bad about if not for the fact that he is constantly getting into things he knows he’s not suppose to eat. He seems fine now, but the apartment smells awful and all told I only got about 3 hours of sleep.

Once he was taken care of and the cats fed, I got the cats in the bedroom, told Arthur to lay down on the couch, and went to take a nap.

I woke up after 5:30 pm. I’m finally properly awake and it’s 6 pm (18:00).

I’m ready to say screw it on getting anything done today tbh.