Today is Moo Cow Day, a holiday declared by the children… last year? I think it was last year. It’s on perma-repeat in my Google calendar so I won’t forget it, and that’s the important thing. The celebration of it has so far amounted to being permitted to bring soft toys downstairs to hang out, and Z is grabbing everyone some burgers from McDonalds as a treat.
Beyond that, it’s knitting tonight, and Smalls has confirmed that she’s tagging along. Work things happened in some degree or another. Between myself and Bossman D in the office, we’ve got most of the March year ends turned around, presumably being able to finish those off tomorrow. I’m still not beating myself up over my slow progress, but yanno, as long as I’m making *some* progress.