I'm feeling very down today.
It's the 5th anniversary of Radar's death today, and the 3rd anniversary of Sonic's is tomorrow.
I fucking hate this week, I always feel very tearful and anxious, and this year my grief for Jakey is still fresh.
Combine it with the festive season being over and the weather typically being grey and cold, I never fail to feel like utter shit all week.
(Plus our toilet is broken and N & I have been arguing about it, probably have to buy a new one and pay to have it installed which is more expenditure we could do without (but we can't be without a loo for too long) so that's more stress on top).
On the plus (sort of, at least) side, I received a feline food delegation at 5am this morning - both of them perched on me staring)