Hrm (and kitten woes)

Emailed in sick to work today cause of stomach pains, headaches and body aches (approx 4 more days til the new antidepressants kick in fully, and I'm hoping they'll help with the random aches and pains) and just the fact that I can barely keep my head up above my shoulders.

Although, even though (despite having had some rest) I still feel crap, I really wish I was in work. I wish I was there being productive and helping the team.

Sigh... tomorrow I'm going to stay as late as I can, and double check if they will let me come in on Friday to make up for today (I'm a part-time temp so am only there Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday).

If not... well... it'll be a bit of a rush to get my week's work done by the end of tomorrow, but in the meeting next week I hope they'll take being ill into consideration.

Therapy yesterday was actually really good. She helped me get some perspective on the last 3 "bad" weeks by making me list everything good and everything bad from recently. 11 good which came off my tongue easily, 5 bad which I had to actually think about. It made me laugh. We've also started on mindfulness which is something I'm keen to try. She thinks I only need two more sessions, maybe three at most because of the new medication. So hopefully by September I'll be done.

I need to find something to do with my day today, even though I'm off sick. Doesn't have to be anything big (I really wish I could invite H round for some True Blood and junk food, but she's so busy getting everything done at work before going on holiday.

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Just had to stop writing for a while. Flatmate's boy kitten pissed on my blanket... sigh. Was furious. Sheets are in the wash and quilt has been cleaned with heavy duty antibacterial liquid and super hot water in the bath, it's drying now...

The bit that drove me over the edge - I could've forgiven his kitten for being all male and deciding to piss on stuff - was flatmate saying it's cause our kitty peed on the bed first.

She'd been leaving some kind of colourless food-scented liquid on the bed when it was hot, but it smelt more like sick than pee, and it was colourless, big giveaway. Anyway.... when he suggested she was some unhousebroken little sh*t I lost it. We've had her since March and even when she first got here, she knew where and where not to go to the toilet.

That's when I lost it and raised my voice to him. He retreated to his room, I sent some ranty texts to a friend, and then started soaking the quilt. Decided some tea was in order, and in order to be a grown up about it, I asked him if he'd like to join me for tea, which he did willingly.

While it was brewing we sat at the table and discussed it like adults, and then had a general light-hearted conversation over tea. He's scared about his kitten peeing on everything now, it's 2 more months until he can get him neutered. I said I'm scared of our kitty peeing on the quilt because it still smells like boy-kitten's pee, but he assures me that since kitty is a girl, she won't do that sort of thing.

I hope not. She's been so well behaved since day one, the only annoying thing she does is jump on the worktop and she doesn't do that any more...