It’s only 1:30?

I prefer to sleep in on the weekends, mostly because I can’t at all during the week. Kitty, however, has had other ideas and has woken me up early both yesterday and today. So rather than get up at 8 or 9, I’ve gotten up at around 6:30 each day. Some weekend. At any rate, because I’ve been so conscious today, I’ve decided to do some random constructive stuff around the house. I’ve cleaned the toilet, partially mopped the bathroom floor (really just the area around the toilet where I spilled stuff), and put away all the clean towels. I’ve been doing laundry all day and the last load is in the dryer, everything else having been put up. I put together some metal shelves which we’re going to use in the dining room for all the plastic containers and miscellaneous stuff that has been lying around needing somewhere to go but not having a place for it. I’ve put some stuff away on the shelves but there’s still some stuff to go. I’ve watered the cat grass (a little bowl of oat grass that I planted about a week ago and which is now almost ready for Kitty to eat as a snack) and watered the cat (i.e., filled her water glass since she won’t drink out of a bowl). I’ve also cleaned the aquarium and have been watching Buì (the snail) roam around the tank looking at everything that shifted. The fish–Gelb and Jaune–are swimming around rampantly as usual. I called Lushbaugh to see if he had any suggestions for making my water harder (it’s way too soft for an apple snail) and I’ll probably try to hit the local pet store sometime this week for something like calcium supplements. So I’ve done some cleaning and some random work around the house, and now I’m thinking it’s time for a little TV and getting stuff ready for this week. And yet it’s only about 1:30 in the afternoon, and somehow I’ve gotten all this stuff done. Madness.