a birdsnest of cozy proportions and chaotic dimensions

That was the worst night I've had in ages. Didn't kick the cat out but she just would not hold still and kept on rustling the bedcovers, ringing her bell and jostling me so I was sleeping fitfully at best. Woke up and went to the bathroom and thought at least half the night must surely be over and it was only 1.30! We both have a bit of a cold though Thomas worse than me so he was snoring up a storm - usually I can sleep right through it but not last night. Then, just as I was about to fall back into deeper sleep there was a gentle 'throoomp' - the cat had slid backwards down the bed.

Talk about being feline and graceful.

And so it went until the cruel cruel alarm rang at 7.30. I am having a cup of rocket fuel and hope this does something.