This week sucks.

My phone started being wonky, so I had to spend 2 hours on tech support yesterday dealing with people who didn't know what to do to fix it. First Samsung told me it was AT&T's problem, then I called AT&T, and they were like, "No, that's their problem," and I was like "FUCK YOU ALL DIAF." Eventually they had me hard reset my phone, so then I had to spend a couple hours redoing all my settings and customizations.

Today I cleaned the cats' water fountain. To do this, you have to unplug it from the wall. When I plugged it back in, the pump didn't start! So I waited a little, dried my hands better, made sure the plug was good and dry, made sure the connector was fully plugged in, and tried again. Nada. The cats are confused as to why their bowl isn't moving, and I hope it doesn't start to stagnate, because that's just gross.

Another fun part of yesterday: the credit card bill came. Between our pre-payment for a room at D*C next year (through a Priceline-like company), vet expenses, Isis' insulin, and paying for Ben's fillings, it's more than Ben's entire paycheck.

And my agency gal said she hasn't gotten a single shift in North Carolina since August.

The pump still doesn't work.

And another thing.

Yesterday I did a load of washing composed entirely of things cats have peed on: the rug inside the door, the bathmat, and, the item that sparked the washing-up, a cat bed.

They're all line dry, so I put them out overnight, and I brought the rug in earlier, since it was dry. Not one our later, I heard a sound, looked over, and there Isis was, pissing on it.

This is my "I'm really not fucking happy about any of this" face. I got up, ran over, scruffed her, and put her in the litterbox. Then I took the rug outside, hosed it off, and hung it up over the deck rail to dry.

I think Isis understood I was thoroughly pissed at her, because she did the slinking and hiding thing.

Also, the hardwood floor in the dining room has been peed on repeatedly, apparently, and so far the only cleaning that's been done was perfunctory water-mopping. This weekend, the residue and stickiness will be mopped up with cleaner. Before any fun is had.