Long rant and bad mood

Morning and I am unhappily pacing the room, on my third cup of coffee, annoyed at this world, looking at my entire routine for today crumbling down into pebbles of flaming mess.

It started with me waking up late, which is alright because I need my night of sleep after working like a horse the entire day.

Looking about the house and ho humming to myself I realized people had let out twinkle despite the fact it was and muddy with seething puddles all around after 3 days of continuous rain.

I wanted to remark but let it slide.

Chores done and I was an about to make tea when a strange looking cat stood without.
Upon closer inspection it turned out to be a very filthy looking twinkle, who had obviously given himself a dirt bath.
I opened the door and before I could grab the filthy dirt ball he had darted about my pristine house, squelching his dirt-packed body and paws all over my just cleaned floors and stairs.

It took me a minute to draw a deep breath before darting after the little shit!

Somehow I was able to lure him with a bowl of food, but not before I could see wet mud and remnants of puddle sticking everywhere around the casa.

To grab him by his neck and throw him under hot running shower was for a me the thing of a moment.
I washed the little guy who looked like he'd spent an eternity in coal mine and slowly but surely I could see his real fur peeking.

The entire ordeal was far more daunting and difficult than I make it out to be because he hates water and tried to make a dash for the walls and doors of the bathroom, much to his disappointment and my chagrin.
The entire washroom was muddy, but at least twinkle got cleaned.

Wrapping him in a towel I dried him and placed him near a heater with a treat.

Now I had to re clean a lot of the house and I set about it, after which the washroom had to be cleaned again.

Did I mention I'd still not had my morning tea and if you know me you know how evangelical I am about my tea and not undertaking anything strenuous before.
But this was an exceptional time and I broke down and cried a good five minutes before continuing with this idiotic madness I had before me.

Now it's settled finally.
I'm pacing about the room because the one cuppa hardly made a dent in my mood and I'm angry, so angry.
Angry at the pest of a man I'm married to whose action have consequences that I need facing.

Gah!