Still running on empty

Lack of sleep continues to be a problem; my internal clock has shifted further off kilter from the 9-5 world. Caffeine barely keeps me going, while at the same time perpetuates the viscious cycle--

I don't believe it. Our male cat just peed on a partially assembled jigsaw! My daughter placed the puzzle board on the floor instead of the table so the clumsy female cat wouldn't scatter (or steal) the pieces. To make matters worse, as tired as I am, when I attempted to dump the urine soaked pieces in the trash, a bunch missed the can and scattered everywhere, which means I need to shampoo the carpet too--the puzzle board wouldn't fit through the kitchen door so I brought the trash can in the dining room. Oh, these stupid, stupid animals...pets are supposed to reduce stress, not increase it.

Now I'm too mad to sleep!