Updates on Stuffs

Well - little boy was not meant to be - he ended up going back home and they thankfully decided to keep him! Yay! He was SO DARLING. Sushi loved him but he wasn't having it. To bad but maybe its for the best. I love my cats and I think I'm going to TRY and stay with what we have now if possible. Hubbers says I can have one more if I really want one, but he's happy with what we have now. So I'm going to try and keep it that way.
New thing: I'm exhausted. Well, guess that's not so new, but there's a new reason in town and that reason's name is Bedbugs - err Bedbug singular. That's right. We found one. In our bed. Around midnight. Shudders. We trapped the little bastard in plastic to get a positive ID. We've been sleeping on the stupid futon (well, James is - I can't really) and our bed is contamination specimen number 1. I've taken all the pillows and bedding and run through wash/dry and we're working on the mattress pads next. After that, we're supposed to get rid of the mattress and boxspring - and replace with a new one (which will be encased in bedbug proof plastic). Its all a giant pain in the ass. And it doesn't help that James is STILL doing finals/finishing up his last paper - due tomorrow, ten pages! UGH. I want time with my husband! He's sick, literally. And he is covered head to toe in these splotchy looking red welt looking things (identified by the doc as some kind of virus that should run its course in 8-10 weeks). He still needs to have his damn stye poked - his initial appointment was a consultation, and his optometry appointment is sometime coming up. Poor guy. I was sick for a few days but feel better other than the exhaustion. I don't know why I can't get any REM sleep. That's what I so badly need. On the other hand my insomnia is causing things to get done, and I've ended up selling some possessions to make some badly needed money. James has been skipping work because of finals and stress (approved by his boss of course), so we're especially hard up at the moment. Add to all this the stress of my stepmom's condition and I just feel ready to explode. I want to get away. I wish James and I could go on a vacation somewhere, just for a few days to relax and unwind. The last six months have been nothing but stress.