Stress and lack of sleep is really getting to me again, I can hardly remember my own name at the moment. We were supposed to take Betty to the groomers first thing this morning - I totally forgot about it, despite it being written on the calendar and an appointment card in my phone wallet, and having mentioned it to husband just a couple of days ago. Her nails really need clipping too. Oh well, I've rung and apologised and rebooked her for next Saturday. And the daft thing is, I got money out this morning thinking 'I know I need cash for something, but can't remember what right this minute'. Fool...
I was up at 03.30 this morning, husband had got up for yet more wees a couple of times, waking me up as well (if I sleep in the spare room he still wakes me, as I'm such a light sleeper). Couldn't get back to sleep after the 2nd time of being woken up, so went downstairs. I did actually doze off in the armchair, until Betty had one of her more 'active' dreams and woke me up with her woofing. I think I need a very dark, very cool, completely soundproof room to sleep in - alone.
Husband said this morning he hardly dared mention it for fear of jinxing it, but he actually feels very slightly better....not feeling the urge to pee so frequently and a smidgeon less painful.
I'm not doing anything much today, for the simple reason that I can't be bothered, as my head feels too woolly to concentrate on anything. I might just sit in the garden and read.