Things are calming down here. The last two kittens are still doing well. In fact, they're starting to make serious attempts at getting out of their box, so we're moving to new accomodations for them tomorrow -- clothes basket, I think as long as I'm sure they can't get their little heads out through the holes and get stuck.
They are also going to come out of the bathroom and spend time doing more than eating and sleeping. My older guys are not going to be pleased. So far they've been doing very well with the 'I didn't hear that kitten screaming' act.
I spent an entire week of really horribly ill. A lot of it was stress, and I'm glad I'm coming back from that, at least. Blood pressure is settling, heart is doing odd 'flip-flops' and I can eat without getting ill. The last might not be as good a thing as the other two.
What I really need is to get back into some creative writing moods. I'm doing fine on Vita's Vengeance -- doing very well, in fact -- but I would like to get that story back that I was writing about earlier this month. I hope I can get the feel for it again.
And that's about it. I'm tired. I'm going to head for bed in a few minutes.