Patreon stuff to get done, too, and harass my editor once again about my not-yet-arrived revision letter. And CampCon starts on Wednesday!
And, in all this, CatofSize has decided to be a grouchy old bear, including giving the Kitten a what-for at the foot of the bed, at 4 this morning. Thankfully, even half-asleep I know better than to put my hand into a catfight, but my voice was enough to send them running for opposite sides of the apartment. and then I had to spend half an hour calming both of them down.
They're still not particularly on speaking terms, but there hasn't been a repeat of open hostilities. This happens every now and again - the rest of the time they're affectionately tolerant of each other, which is about as good as you can hope for, with two unrelated male cats of different ages (CoS is 14, the Kitten is 4). I suspect I will wake up tomorrow with everything back to normal. I hope so, anyway. Two 4am wakeups in the row, an I might forget I really don't want to dropkick them out the sliding doors.