Yesterday evening, I went and got the cat that we thought would be Storme, and I found out that it is definitely not Storme. Even worse, the person with the cat, who lives on the same bayou as me, said that she also lost two cats, and that they think it was a coyote. I felt a great deal of disappointment. I spent the remainder of the evening snuggled up with the kittens and Potatoe, while listening to an audiobook.
I woke up early this morning, and I busied myself with some administrative work. For whatever reason, my password suddenly did not work, and I had a frustrating ten minutes of non-productivity while I tried to resolve the issue. Annoyances like this do not normally frustrate me at all. I think that I am agitated after last night’s disappointment of not finding Storme.
I then took Little Chirp to school and Chewy to the vet. Chewy could not eat before his surgery this morning, so I returned to the house to three fur kids anxious to get their breakfast. With full tummies, Trooper and Potatoe are playing together in the backyard, and Winter is on my desk seeming lost without her brother kitten.
Today is day two of my twelve days of coffee from Costco. Today is a classic breakfast blend, exactly the type of coffee that I would serve If I owned a breakfast restaurant. I am sipping my coffee from the mug that Yvonne got me with Storme and Potatoe on it. This is the first time that I have used the mug. Something about it comforts my melancholy mood. Winter is attempting to turn my mood around by looking up at me and purring away while I type.
Potatoe is now at the door barking to come back inside.
I suppose that is my cue to let him in, grab a second cup of coffee, and get back to my work day. I hope that today goes well, I do not have much mental energy to deal with work day frustrations.