The babies came home about an hour ago. While they are happy to be home and thrilled to be with us, they are not so happy with each other … to the point of hissing and growling at each other and not wanting to be in the same room together. Is that normal? I may have to call the vet and ask. I realize they are in some pain and likely quite grumpy about the whole thing, but I’d expect it to be a general grumpiness and not just directed at each other.

They are home, safe and sound, which is the most important thing, and they don’t seem to hate us at all.

In other household news, I meant to work on the Xmas cards last night, and that just didn’t happen. I had a bit of a headache by the time Kenny got here, so I took some aspirin and laid down on the bed after dinner. I did not wake up until this morning when my alarm went off. I’d gripe about all the time lost sleeping, but something tells me that if I managed to sleep for some ten hours straight, I must have really needed to sleep. I almost never sleep that long at one go … only when sick or really stressed out. I’m not sick, so that leaves stressed out, and I am extremely stressed out. Though I have to admit to not feeling all that well today either. Massive headache and upset stomach, both of which are still probably stress related (at least I hope so).

Lin is stressed out and fried too … and more than a little annoyed with work. Not going to be talking about that publicly, though I’ll probably rant about it somewhere more privately later. I’m a little annoyed with his work too.

We may or may not be going to a Christmas concert tonight. I don’t feel like going anywhere. I’d rather be at home working on the things I need to be working on, but if Kenny gets us free tickets, I’m sure we’ll feel like we “should” go, and so we will. It’s not that I wouldn’t enjoy it immensely, it’s that I have so much on my mind and so much to get done, I’m not in much of a mood to go have fun right now. I’m sort of hoping he calls to say he can’t get us tickets. He’s never managed to get two tickets to anything before (which is why Lin gets to go to all sorts of cool things without me), but you watch, this will be the first time he pulls it off … the one time I really don’t want to go.

My mission, as of right now, is to simply physically survive the holidays. Anything else either gets done or doesn’t get done as it relates to my mental and physical state. If that upsets anyone else, too bad. If my own family can’t understand that Lin and I have a pile of crap on our plate to deal with right now, and thus we might be a little frazzled and not quite in the holiday spirit, screw ‘em. Sometimes you just have to put your own self and your own household in the top priority slot, even if that means putting family holiday things on the back burner.

The dryer just stopped, so that means the kittens’ blanket is finished drying. It must be time to round up the hissing, spitting monsters and see if I can convince them a nap would be a wonderful idea. They seem to be settling down a little now. I know I could use a little snoozing in the sunny spot on the bed. Yes, even though I slept so much last night, I still feel wiped out.