Lunar and solar.

I remembered that I was going to write that shutting Lunar out of my bedroom at night is not the end of the world. It feels a little strange because I was so attached to snuggling all night with my previous two cats. But Lunar isn't like Darwin or P-Funk. He doesn't need to sleep curled up against me. He typically sleeps at my feet or on his blanket, not even on the bed at all sometimes. He doesn't love getting locked out but he doesn't hate it, either. He doesn't meow or scratch at the door after his first initial attempt to come in.

He did throw up at some point last night on the floor in the livingroom. This is better than being woken up by it in the middle of the night, to be honest.

I feel awful. very tired and run down. I ate terribly yesterday and I'm still recovering. It feels like a hangover almost, in a way, without the nausea, just muscle aches and joint pain and extreme fatigue. It's sad because it's sunny out and Josh wants to ride bikes and go see a movie, and I just feel this black mood and horrible feeling. seems a little early for PMS. not sure why I feel this terrible.

we saw mama hummingbird, today. she's so cute.