Ever since I popped the cork on my first bottle of Red Clay Bestiary brand premium ink and selected a couple thousand words pertaining to, if memory serves, muscadine grapes, subsequently scratching them upon a fresh sheet of foolscap like a large cat trying to bury a particularly aromatic turd, I’ve been wondering when this day would come.
Don't sweat it. Schedules can be good or they can be an arbitrary and unnecessary source of stress. Enjoy Mardi Gras!