One week in Stockholm + litterbox update

It suddenly struck me that I´ve been i Stockholm for a whole week now, and I´m beginning to see a pattern in my way of handling my time here... The first few days I´m just happy to be here, planning all the fun things I´m going to do, all the beer I´m going to drink with all my nice friends - and even hoping to get some time with my husband, who might or might not be working like crazy. Then on the third or fourth day I get restless, not knowing exactly why, but feeling slightly guilty for not doing anything 'usefull' - like working, that is. Then suddenly it´s just a question of days before I´ll go away again, and at that point I begin to fret about all the things I haven´t done - all the movies I didn´t see, all the people I didn´t call etc. etc. I see the pattern, and at the same time I hate to be so predictable!

Far away from here, in my little house in Finland, there has been a lot of activities in the Kitty Litterbox - at least if I´m to believe my mother. She even feels compelled to tell me what kind of turds she has found there (very long and thin... supposedly one of the cat has eaten something he shouldn´t - or maybe just eaten too much!). And I let her tell me, since I´m not there to do the cleaning myself...
This time around, though, I have to say my cats are being taken care of better than ever.
My mother didn´t want to give up her status as "primary cat caretaker" while I´m away, but G. also spends many evenings in my house, listening to music, feeding the cats and keeping them company and trying to keep them from killing each other. And me, I´m really happy for the cats, now they don´t have to be alone all the time, and that makes me feel less guilty for leaving them.