I’ve had the shittiest week ever.
Amongst other things:
- DH moved out and we’re getting divorced
- the puppy was at the vets having eaten various toys including the Nintendo games
- I seem to have some kind of fucking blister on my clitoris (what the fuck is that?!)
The cat just woke me up meowing because I had forgotten to close the corridor door. As I was trying to shoo her out in the dark to avoid waking up completely, I stepped on the dead mouse she had brought me.
Should I rehome the cat and then shoot myself or shoot myself and let the cat be someone else’s problem?
(This is, of course, a lighthearted suggestion, I am not considering harming myself, although I cannot guarantee the safety of the next person/animal to mess me with me).