Around 1:30 I had a panic attack over this landlord situation. I fell back to sleep around 4:00 and my dream was a combo of Night of the Iguana, some demented nuns, a young man in the Miami University Theatre Dept. 50 years ago, a fire, and a big lake.
I was awaklened byt Thatch around 5:30 wanting breakfast, followed by Annabelle wanting to crawl under the blankets for warmth, then Stella started shouting for food. I got up at 6:15, fed them, set the alarm for 7:30 and went back to bed. I couldn't go back to sleep because of my eviction anxiety, so I'm dressed and waiting for 8:30 to begin making phone calls.