flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread
Because I’m an idiot who scanned cartoons on lunch at work and then forgot to send myself the file, that’s why.
This is just a reminder that I am not allowed to go back to World Market for three months minimum, because I could have gotten a perfectly nice and serviceable tea infuser for less money, and instead I dropped an extra $3 purely on WHIMSY.
Which, whatever, it’s $3, but also I already have hedgehog measuring cups and mushroom measuring spoons and if I don’t want my kitchen to reach terminal levels of twee, it’s time to stop. (There was a llama cookie jar that I did not buy GOOD JOB ME.)
Assuming I remember to do the thing tomorrow, we’ll be off to Rosings.