International Woman's Day
Tacos are involved.
I'm trimming some wood later to go around a door frame.
Earlier, I dropped off laundry and had a pancake breakfast in Eastern Market while I waited.
I'm avoiding the news and tending to this whiskered bizarro thing instead.
I'm listening to lo-fi tunes while airing out the homestead and cleaning the floors as the sunlight pours in through the windows.
After I saw and sand, I'll be taken to dinner, likely involving a fruity froo froo beverage and tacos.
Tacos, people.
Happy International Woman's Day!
