Not the best day...

It started at 3am. Valentine decided he wanted to play. So I decided that enough was enough, and he and Belle could go sleep in the laundry since I was in pain, and exhausted from not sleeping through the night for 2 weeks. Then of course I felt guilty. But I did get some sleep.
7am was dificult, my hair was seriously vertical, and there was major fog outside to make the morning sooo much more exciting. :S
As soon as Missy woke up she freaked out, not knowing where the budgies were so I had to run downstairs with a mouth full of toothpaste to get them, before her screaming woke everyone up. Weird, since she usually doesn't even like them.
As I was leaving, Opa wasn't well. I was worrying like crazy, but had no choice but to go to class. Thankfully he got better as the day progressed.
So off to TAFE, Cat breeds quiz...none of us had much of an idea, even with the teacher's clues! But I passed. That and my assignment, thank goodness.
The afternoon brought an unexpected lecture from a lady responsible for pet cremation. That was slightly traumatic. She brought far more detail than I will ever need to know, as a Vet Nurse, or as a pet owner. Her comments that "Anglo Saxons have no idea what religion they follow" was kind of offensive, as was her description of how bones are grinded in the cremation process. By the end of it I was like 'ooook so that's what happens to Grandparents...' too much.
Half the class mysteriously seemed to disappear after that. We had a guy from the AWL talk to us, that was fine and interesting.
Then I had to rush home via a pet store to buy rabbit hay since Pete and Ruby are eating 3 times what they usually do, probably due to the weather. The lady tried to tell me what foods rabbits are meant to eat, as if I don't know, but by this point I was just frustrated and she was probably just trying to help.
Almost home and our annoying irresponsible neighbours had their kids and dogs playing on the road again. It's just not safe, and it makes me scared and angry. Then Opa told me not to be angry. Not sure he even knew why I was angry.
Watched TV tonight with birds, Mama, and Opi. Missy thinks Opi is just a very large chew toy. Belle has no idea. And Vallie reminded us why we don't watch TV with him- because he never, ever shuts up.
But I should sleep. And calm down now.