So the roomies and I played some Age of Mythology last night, and as I usually do when we’re doing computer gaming I left my bedroom door open.

This is significant because normally it’s kept closed so as to prevent the household felines from making me sneeze. However, I’m also loath to just hole up behind a closed door when engaged in fun multiplayer computer gaming with other people in the house. I’m a hermit by nature, sure, but I’m not that rude.

Problem is, apparently both cats decided to make themselves comfy on my bed last night, leading to a long night of me wheezing and sniffling. (The only allergy meds I have are “non-drowsy,” which is not what you want to be taking at 1am when you can’t sleep and have work in the morning.) I resolved to wash my bedding after I got home from work so as to take care of the pet dander problem.

So imagine my chagrin when I arrived home just now to discover that, no, I hadn’t firmly latched my bedroom door when I left for work this morning. Yep, kitties sleeping in my laundry basket. (Go ahead and make fun of me for not having put away all my clean clothes. You know you want to.) Now I get to wash not only my bedding but also my clothes, again, if I want to get through tomorrow with any lung capacity whatsoever…

I love being me. Don’t you wish you were me? You should, you know. It’s a blast.