No sleep

Alright.. so since I've moved into this apartment, I situated my bed out in the front room because this is the only room with TV and internet access capability, being that it's an old building and won't allow new jacks to be installed. Also, the bedroom has 3 large windows that face out onto the street. It can get noisy at night and also very warm in the early morning hours as the sun shines in.

Well.. since I've brought Little man over, I've not had a good night's sleep. He seems incapable of settling down at night and understanding that it's time for bed. He runs around constantly, knocking things over, making noise, and generally pissing me off and keeping me from getting more than about 3 hours of sleep a night. I finally lost it earlier this morning when he knocked over, in quick secession, a bowl, a chair, got into a plastic bag and made noise with it for 5 minutes, and jumped on the counter and knocked off a pile of change.. I'd been up throughout the night gently removing him and placing him either on the bed with me or on the floor. But I lost my patience, got up, and hit him pretty hard. If he had any nuts left I'd have kicked him hard in them. I'm sleep deprived and exhausted, and upset with myself for losing my temper that much with him. I cried afterward for having been that horrible to him.. and now he's keeping his distance.

Even now he's doing it.. I gave up on getting any sleep tonight altogether, and even as I sit here typing this he's running around like a fucking maniac. It's taking my last bit of patience not to go over and beat the crap out of him. I LOVE him, but God.. fucking stop.

So the solution is to move my bed into the bedroom, deal with the street noise and the heat first thing in the morning, and just PRAY he doesn't sit outside the door meowing all night like he'd started to do right before I left Florida.

I have such a temper and I worry he's gonna piss me off too much one time and I'll wind up throwing him out of the fucking window down on the street below. WHY can't he just like, chill out at night. He's the perfect cat in every other way, but he does NOT understand that I don't want all my shit ruined and him meowing and getting into crap and playing ALL FUCKING NIGHT.