I even wrote my draft.

I made myself a little schedule today and thought, "How in the hell am I going to manage all this?"  And yet, I did.  Because I am awesome.  All the laundry is not put away yet but I have to leave myself something for tomorrow, right?  I was excited to learn that tomorrow is not, in fact, Easter.  We have a whole other week to go, so I've got plenty of time to buy some eggs and find the styrofoam chick with its head chewed off just like a real Peep and all my other Easter stuff.  I even had time to paint my toes.  I am pleased with myself.