I Slept 19 Hours Today and Still Feel Tired

 

I slept for 19 hours today.

Do not ask how.
Do not ask where.
Ask instead: why am I still tired?

 

Because I am a cat.
Because January exists.
Because consciousness is optional but exhaustion is mandatory.

My Sleep Schedule Is Very Busy

Humans think sleeping is “doing nothing.”
This is incorrect and frankly insulting.

I slept:

• on the sofa

• on the human

• near the radiator

• on the radiator

• emotionally near the radiator

• and once in a position that defies physics and comfort

Each nap required preparation, testing, and recovery.

By the time I finished sleeping, I was exhausted.

Kitka Slept More (Obviously)

Kitka, the calico and the oldest, claims she only sleeps “when necessary.”
This is a lie.

Kitka sleeps like someone who has already finished life and is waiting for the credits. She naps with dignity, paws folded, face peaceful, as if January personally apologized to her.

I respect her deeply and resent her equally.

Spurka Does Not Sleep Correctly

Spurka, my black sister, does not sleep.
She powers down violently.

She falls asleep mid-thought, mid-bite, mid-crime.

Then she wakes up at 3 a.m., looks directly into the darkness, and chooses chaos. She gallops across the apartment like a possessed vacuum cleaner, crashes into a wall, and goes back to sleep for seven minutes.

I watched all of this.
Watching is tiring.

Lenka Thinks Naps Are Optional

Lenka is new and still believes in energy.

She slept for only 11 hours and woke up refreshed, cheerful, and ready to “play.”
Play what?
Survival?

She attacked my tail.
I did not invite this.

Kitka says, “She will learn.”
January teaches everyone.

Humans Are No Help

My human looked at me and said, “But you slept all day.”

Yes.
That is the problem.

Sleeping all day is hard work. You must rotate sides, regulate temperature, reposition ears, and occasionally open one eye to judge the room.

Also, I had to supervise:

• Spurka’s zoomies

• Lenka’s optimism

• and the human’s useless productivity

Final Thoughts Before My Next Nap

After 19 hours of sleep, I stretched, yawned, and felt deeply, spiritually exhausted.

I will now:

• complain

• demand food

• and go lie down again

If you see me sleeping, do not disturb me.
If you see me awake, assume something is wrong.

I am tired.
I have always been tired.
And tomorrow, I will sleep even more.

— Gryzka 🐾