Some mistakes are just meant to be repeated until they become, well, fatal.

That being said, I found someone who’s gonna take Eli to live with them.  I love him to death, but I’m just not a kitten person.  Hopefully he’ll be happier there, and maybe now I can sleep.

Speaking of sleep, since it was so nicely interrupted last night (I’m not arguing, in fact I’m happy to be back on speaking terms with my ex), I should get back to it.