I love this. I conjured up that cats day too vividly.

He wakes up, rolls over and cleans his fur and Helen is already up and making breakfast, shouting something he can't hear so he has to yell back but nothing's getting through. It's like a damn game of operator, and he's already getting older and going deaf and Helen, that miserable witch knows that. She needs to go to her parents house to pick up a fondue set, but he hates fondue and they never do it anyways. He says he'll do it after work. They argue about that. Cat goes to work and stews all day about it. Helen... She's just so unreasonable! Always talking and yapping away with every thought that comes to her head. Why did he marry her? He forgot but it's been too many years now to turn back. Then the printer jams and he's gotta send a fax but it's not working right and it's already late, so he cat gets mad at the fax machine and when nobodies looking he smashes down on it with his paws and screams at it. Maybe he even thinks it's Helen. Lunch, Cat goes and grabs it from the fridge and of course Helen... That miserable witch has forgotten to pack the can opener for the tuna! Not only is she a nag, but a forgetful one too! Work drags on and on and on... Finally gets home and cat pours himself a whiskey and water...because Helen thinks Cat drinks too much when it's only once a week maybe so now he has to water it down! Miserable little...before Cat can even sit down, Helen is already nagging to go to her parents and Cat knows he just needs to get it over with so he can get some peace. They head out and get in the car and Helen is yacking on and on and on about church friends and pie recipes she wants to try and how Cat needs to fix the rain gutters before spring comes. It's a long drive, almost 2 hours away and Cats stewing harder and harder every about that miserable witch Helen and misses a turn and misses another one and she's saying to get directions but Cat's already sure where they are and he just needs to go back two blocks and take a right, but she sees an older gentleman and she's rolling down the window and waving him over and "WE DON'T NEED TO ASK FOR DIRECTIONS, HELEN!"