I would be more encouraged if I didn't have to pick her up, carry her to the litter box, and stand guard while she uses it.
They can cut it the hell out *any time now.* I've got enough stress in my life.
In other news from today, I made Charlotte's Easter basket today - as in, made the basket itself. I also managed to not lose my temper over the CONSTANT requests for daddy (I think *I* need to go away for a week,) and I didn't start a chimney fire. Sometimes days are more notable for what you don't do, than for what you did.