The cats are snoring

while sleeping on my best vintage table as flea eggs continue to drop off them. Mhnhhh... mhnhhh... mhnhhh... One of them has taken to sleeping in a large ficus pot near the window. I read fleas simply love dry sand. I'm sick at the thought of having to vacuum again. I had to get up slightly past 3 a.m. today to make it to the other side of town for a work-related training. I was 30 minutes late but noone said a word, and, furthermore, at the end of the day my further training was cancelled! Hooray! Instead of several employees travelling - each for a week - to be trained by a head of the department at a very far away company location, the head of the department will be travelling next week to train us all at the same time at the place where we work. I think they realized we're disrupting their work too much. Just in time - I only had to get up that early and take a train with smelly masses once instead of six times I had scheduled.

I'm off for a small nap as I can hardly keep my eyes open.