Feel crap. Going to work anyway. Wouldn't be going today if it was cube farm work, but trying my damnedest to be there for a job involving creativity, physical activity and plants. This indicates strike 9,843 against the cube farm: I am not motivated enough to fight through extreme ick for it, and it is in my nature to fight through said ick.

In other news, we did not do the wrap around stained glass on the 3rd floor and will be lucky if I get two doors in for the completion of one side. However, this morning as I was scraping glass I realized the view is stunning, and it's actually for the best. Self disappointment gave way to gratitude for divine intervention and a side of joy, served warm and tummy up.

Cat is on notice. Really need to fix the house soiling issue. She's in the office with the litter box, her food (far from the litter box) until she sees fit to use it. She no longer has full run of the house and cuddles. Treats are available for when she does clue in and remember what the nice clean sand is for. Really hoping I don't have to give her up, she's too fabulous in other ways, but the hygene is important.