They’re testing the emergency lights and fire alarm. It is irritating, and made me a little panicked the first time it went off. I started trying to figure out the best way to get out of the house with Lyra if I needed to do so. Unfortunately this happens at the expense of the cats. I haven’t figured out a way around it. It didn’t have to happen today, obviously, but it still unsettled me quite a bit.
I don’t really know what Adam said to me in the morning before he left work, but what my sleeping brain interpreted was not particularly nice. I’m pretty sure my brain is interpreting it wrong, but it still managed to put me into a bad mood and feeling resentful when I actually woke up. That and the fire alarms. And massive poop explosions from Lyra.
I’ve put all of our towels into the washing machine downstairs. I have to run the washing machine up here too – baby stuff is overflowing. There is an endless supply of stuff to get done.
I haven’t had any breakfast because we don’t seem to actually have any breakfast food right now. I should’ve gotten milk when I was out yesterday but I forgot. Lack of food is making me irritated and giving me a headache.
Right now Lyra is sitting on the floor (propped up) and complaining to me. I need a few minutes to pull myself together, however.