Two days in one

There's a reason I keep feeling it's Wednesday today because I woke up twice with full vigour and completed chores in just a span of few hours.
That my house is zoo currently is no surprise seeing how I've written ample about it in my archives and these animals have different waking times.
The cat wakes at odd hours in the middle of the night and the dog early morning to go out for a walk etc, and I have submitted myself to this routine which is basically slowly killing oneself because the sleep window is greatly reduced, more so because I stay up watching football.
Both the teams I rooted for have exited WC and well..
Anyhow, so this morning around four I was awake to feed the cat who created a ruckus of such unimaginable horrors that to fling him out of the balcony after he'd done with the repast was for me the thing of a moment.
I contemplated sleeping again but how does one just fall on the bed and sleep and so it was an hour later when the dog was ready for a walk and dressing my limbs in suitable clothing I was about and about.
Nearly an hour later at home and the day had started, wherein I was near the stove doing that thing I do each morning and by seven the house had been cleaned and mopped and I was slowly crumbling under the strain of it all and I slept, only to wake up two hours later and with a thought that it was Wednesday.

No workout today, the thigh hurts, and now I shall give myself wholeheartedly to this day and watch it devour me in bone crunching jabs which I fear I might not much enjoy but simply endure.