The bread didn’t get made for one more day.
Then I decided to have a meltdown. Or it decided to have me.
I was fluent in gibberish for a while, then had to go to the birthday party for James and lost it completely when he read the card out loud and I forgot to put the “IOU a gift” in it. NOT a good day.
I couldn’t keep the pain at bay, either. Double whammy.
I’m sorry your day went badly. James is old enough to understand your financial constraints and to realize that having a grandmother who cares about him is the real gift. Even my James is old enough!