flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread
So I gave my mom the shawl I spent AGES knitting for Mother’s Day, and she put it on and admired it for, like, half a second before saying, “But I thought you were going to make me a wallet? I really need a new wallet, I almost just bought one.”
Mom’s birthday is two weeks after Mother’s Day, in case you’re interested in putting the puzzle pieces together here.
Anyway, I finished the damn thing and gave it to her a week early so enjoy, sorry that it wasn’t even a little bit a surprise or your actual birthday but maybe next time just enjoy your gift and trust that I didn’t forget to make you your new custom wallet?