This is now my average day:

• Wake up, get cleaned up and dressed
• Come downstairs and feed the cats
• Change J.J.’s bedding, give him a sponge bath, and make sure that he eats and drinks
• Get him settled and comfortable, then get laundry started
• Grab breakfast
• Head upstairs for an hour to do some work
• Come back downstairs to check on JJ and see if he wants to eat or drink
• Switch the laundry from washer to dryer, start another load
• Go back upstairs and continue to work
• Continue to check on J.J. and the laundry every hour, taking time off at noon to eat lunch
• Mid-afternoon, come down and give J.J. his sub-q fluids
• Finish off the work day
• Go out and do the food shopping
• Make dinner
• Clean/fix anything that needs to be cleaned/fixed (today I relubed the deck for the treadmill)
• Cuddle J.J., tell him that he’s an awesome boy as he wobbles around the living room and kitchen, and get him situated on clean bedding
• Go upstairs, take a shower, and crash hard

Mind you, things will ease up once J.J. feels better and everything settles down again (or, to be honest, he dies). But for now I’m splitting my time between taking care of him and writing/editing, with as much housework as I can fit in around the edges. Think good thoughts for me, please.