A very tiring day

The cat is very hyper today. She behaved differently lately, I am assuming it can be the spaying. We spayed her two weeks ago. I noticed recently that she has been peeing in my plant. It's a first. Today she teared down the corner of the net window and escaped to the balcony. I am always bringing her to the balcony with me, lately even I've been letting her on the ground for a while, I just have to keep watching closely and block her jumping, many birds fly by frequently. 

I asked the vet earlier and he only just got back to me. He said it takes up to a month after the operation for her hormones to settle. We're two weeks in now. Boy oh boy! As if I needed another hormonal creature around the house with us! 

I'm trying to keep my calm and focus on my routine and day, unfortunately it's being a little tricky to achieve. But I moved things around yet another time. Just in the office, I moved my work station in a way where I can have the most day light on my bench. 

The weather has gotten increasingly warm in the last few days, peeking yesterday, with hot air and an invasion of some sort of bugs. Today it's changing, it's been cloudy since the morning, and now the temperature has dropped. Looks like it's going to rain soon, there must be a storm coming. 

We didn't have a winter winter this season, it was either sunshiny warm and bright with blue skies, or stormy with thunder, lightning, rain / snow, and wind. I suppose this country goes by extreme everything. This whole part of Earth is messed up in a very sad way. I am yet to belong... 

I posted a little something earlier in the morning, not my own writing, but still, I could have done without writing. I did feel the urge to write though, and while doing other things, I kept thinking of the content. This is a good sign finally; my faculties are slowly coming back to life. I am yet to get back to reading again, but I'm in no rush.

I am slowly able to see clearly just what damage the last year has brought unto my system. Though it was very harsh on my nerves, but I think I was doing OK (ish) until before the explosion. Clear signs of depression could be remembered now, especially on the few days after our last move...